And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
April’s air stirs in
Willow-leaves…a butterfly
Floats and balances
Matsuo Bashō
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You’re one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.
Robert Frost
The trees are coming into leaf
Phillip Larkin
Like something almost being said;
It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Basho
