By Noel Ihebuzor
In response to Susan Daniel’s here
at last
spring’s sprites arrive
the earth stirs, bodies heave to season humming
at last, at loving last
sleeping daffodils snap
to life to wave, to touch, beckon,
to stir spring worshippers
at last, at sweetly loving last,
the long waiting withheld voices
of people and poets spring to life
singing, celebrating, dancing to
this new external unfolding,
internals awakening to joyous stirrings
all the senses humming
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