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The Call of Spring

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