Taking the lead from John Harvey, I also want to share a poem with you. It’s not new but perhaps it can give you some hope on World Poetry Day in this first week of Spring.
Listen to the light
spreading its news of spring
where the worm rises
through slowly warming soil.
Listen to the light
scattering through willows whose whippy branches
test their strength and yearn
to dazzle streams with acid green livery.
Listen to the light
among sparrows flitting through hawthorn
blackbirds calling for mates
in the lengthening afternoons.
Listen to the light
marking an end – maybe soon –
to mad March savagery.
Blue eggs in an old nest.
Sue Dymoke (from Moon at the Park and Ride. Shoestring Press, 2012.)
Sue Dymoke Poetry 
“Listen to the poem….”
Quite lovely. Thank-you.
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