30/30 April 9th – does the sunshine make it all better?
Startled by the summer in April
we fling open windows and cast off clothing
cross the street to the sunny side.
Weeds are pulled, lawn mowers uncovered
table tops surface from beneath unopened mail.
Legs emerge from a long hibernation
arms swing naked, chests bounce in vests.
Beer and burnt burgers mask that unpleasant taste
flower filled planters that bad smell
and fairy lights string us along.
This year everything will turn out bright.