March Hares and Amorous Drakes
By luigi_pagano
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When Lord Tennyson wrote:
a young man’s fancy
turns to love in spring,
the poet wasn’t wrong.
He knew the kind of feeling
a new season can bring.
It is at this time
that not only adolescents
but people in their prime
change into automatons
who sigh and swoon,
gaze wistfully at the moon
or burst into song.
It isn’t only humans
who feel the rising sap,
animals, too, fall easily
into this honey trap.
One sees the amorous drake
chasing the timid duck
and all because he’s after…
a little bit of luck.
But nothing can compare
with the cavorting capers
of the excitable March hare.
I try to find the words
to explain this activity;
they’re on the tip of my tongue
and their meaning is clear:
spring has finally sprung.
© Luigi Pagano 2009
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'It isn’t only humans who
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Actually, Luigi, I have had
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The self-same!! Oh, and
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Can't add much more than
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