April -- North Carolina

Would you not be in Tryon
   Now that the spring is here,
When mocking-birds are praising
   The fresh, the blossomy year?

Look -- on the leafy carpet
   Woven of winter's browns
Iris and pink azaleas
   Flutter their gaudy gowns.

The dogwood spreads white meshes --
   So white and light and high --
To catch the drifting sunlight
   Out of the cobalt sky.

The pointed beech and maple,
   The pines, dark-tufted, tall,
Pattern with many colors
   The mountain's purple wall.

Hark -- what a rushing torrent
   Of crystal song falls sheer!
Would you not be in Tryon
   Now that the spring is here?

by Harriet Monroe

Comments (7)

Now that the spring is here? nice and profundly poem
Would you not be in Tryon Now that the spring is here, When mocking-birds are praising The fresh, the blossomy year? - ITALIAN TRANSLATION: Non vorreste essere in Tryon Ora che la primavera è qui, Quando i tordi lodano Il nuovo, l'anno fiorito?
..........a beautiful tribute of april in north carolina....april is such a magical time of year...
it may sound corny but this poem is magical. yur words paint out such a vivid picture in my mind. yur very inspirational.
This is beautiful. Iam also a publihsed poetry author of nature poems and I really can identify with Harrette. She was brilliant!
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