Before Spring

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Title:     Before Spring
Author: David Morton [More Titles by Morton]

Who knows what endless practices are held,
Before bright pencils mark the April earth----
Where grasses learn how gaiety is spelled,
And jonquils trace the golden writs of mirth;
Some slow, imperfect patterns must be wrought
Some, cast aside in dark, abandoned crypts,
Before the swift, impulsive hands are taught
To shape the Spring's illuminated scripts.

What gifted fingers are so quick to mould
And form aright the thin Aprilian line,
The frail, fair lettering in green and gold!--
What art has taught that intricate design,
From which those later scriveners compose
Such final, crowning rubrics as the rose!

[The end]
David Morton's poem: Before Spring

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