Local Poetry- April 2020

April is National Poetry Month.  We have been sharing well-known poems we like on social media and would love to have some local poetry as well. 

Many folks find the reading and writing of poems to be a way of expressing and sharing in emotions that can be otherwise overwhelming or hard to capture any other way.  If you have written a poem that you would like to share, send it along and we will do our best to post it here on our website or one of our social media accounts.  Please include your name and the town you live in.

If you are the parent of a child who has written a poem to share, please tell us the child's first name and age.  If your child has drawn a picture to go with their poem, we would love to see that too! Please submit your poem here.

Fall Poem in Spring

Matt Beagle Bourgault of Hinesburg

The heron stands
on the ice, waiting.
Frogs bury
themselves in mud.
Beneath the heron:
fish, swimming.
That spear of a bill
is ready but at
the ice’s edge,
nothing appears.
Used to stillness,
the heron keeps
waiting. Until
one day hunger
drives it south,
its wings silent
in the fall air.

Today, suddenly
spring happens.
And there is the heron
perched on a snag
by the swollen river.
I do not know
how far it has traveled.
How can it move
so little? From where
does it draw its patience?
The heron forgets
the ice, forgets
its hunger. It only
waits, waits
for its next meal
that surely will arrive
any moment now.

Photo by Stephen Ellis on Unsplash