In celebration of spring and all its possibilities and openings (and Easter and Passover), this poem in the shape of Forsythia by concrete poet Mary Ellen Solt…

….Somehow, magically,  she captures the glory of forsythia using letters, and buries a poem within the very concrete poem for spring:

forsythia

out

races

spring’s

yellow

telegram

hope

insists

action

 

 

Happy Easter, Passover, Spring from Improvised Life.

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