April is National Poetry Month: rejoice! In celebration, Thigpen Library in Gallatin is offering a poetry books display and is giving away poems from our “Poetry Patch.” Compose your own poems at Thipgen Library in Cookeville: visit their “Poetry Creation Station.”
Here’s a poem about April for your enjoyment. Want to find yourself a poem or learn about a poem’s meaning? Search ProQuest’s Literature Online database.
 When the warm sun, that brings
 Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
 ‘Tis sweet to visit the still wood, where springs
 The first flower of the plain.
 I love the season well,
 When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
 Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
 The coming-in of storms.
 From the earth’s loosened mould
 The sapling draws its sustenance, and thrives:
 Though stricken to the heart with winter’s cold,
 The drooping tree revives.
 The softly-warbled song
 Comes through the pleasant woods, and colored wings
 Are glancing in the golden sun, along
 The forest openings.
 And when bright sunset fills
 The silver woods with light, the green slope throws
 Its shadows in the hollows of the hills,
 And wide the upland glows.
 And when the day is gone,
 In the blue lake, the sky, o’erreaching far,
 Is hollowed out, and the moon dips her horn,
 And twinkles many a star.
 Inverted in the tide
 Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw,
 And the fair trees look over, side by side,
 And see themselves below.
 Sweet April, many a thought
 Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed;
 Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought,
 Life’s golden fruit is shed.
Longfellow, Henry W. April, Baltimore, 1831. ProQuest Literature Online, https://libproxy.volstate.edu/login?url=https://search.proquest.com/docview/2147524361?accountid=14861.