Thu, 04/04/2019 - 4:30pm

April is National Poetry Month. It was introduced in 1996 and is organized by the Academy of American Poets as a way to increase awareness and appreciation of poetry in the United States. 



By Fran Migliaccio


April is a smile, beginning with a fool.


April is sun, a wave along the way,

walkers and riders alike wish all good day.


April: a purple crocus on grass, and green

leaf spears thrusting up yellow furls.


A pair of courting mallards touring the yard.


April is a burgeoning pond.


April is an ambling stroll, no pumping

pressure pounded purpose, no



April is soft, not loud,

yet can surprise.


Breathe “april,” a whisper: your lips open,

gentle: pathway to possibility —


Savor “april,”

on guard against surmise,

and watch for April fooleries

with wide open eyes.

Fran Migliaccio is a local author and poet.