Spring to Mind

An Ekphrastic Sonnet

By D. J. ReddallPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

Rene Magritte, "Spring," 1965

Your thoughts weave foliage into feathers

You make leaves fly and give flight hungry roots

Green imagination, winter weathers

From amnesiac ice, your jade thought shoots

Spring has a fecund, feral, funny mind

Its dreams are daring and delirious

Lusty, it lunges for the quarters hind

Eager to sire forms mysterious

Never doubt, deride or disrespect spring

Life, limber and libidinal, loves it

Each syllable, it fills with fresh meaning

Fatigue and melancholy can't touch it

Each egg in its warm nest is a new world

Its emerald wings ache to be unfurled

I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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