Here some beautiful poems from Vancouver, now.
These poems are from Jane Jacobs.
I think Jane really should start her own blog. Jane, how about it?
Nevertheless, thanks for letting me post them here!
Just a petal
the mountains vanishes into pink air
One street connects to another
The April rain, the April rain
Comes slanting down in fitful showers
Then from the furrow shoots the grain
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers
Andin grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again
April rain, Jane