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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

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Development and policy analyst with a strong interest in the arts and inclusive social change. Dabbles occasionally into poetry and literary criticism!

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