No fooling. April is upon us. Spring is truly taking root, leaving another winter in its wake. April is the beginning month in the rebirth of the soul and spirit. You can hear it in the sounds and sights around us. The birds are chirpier, the days are sunnier and the poets all over the place are celebrating another month of mirth with rhyme. April is National Poetry Month and the minions are chomping at the bit to get these thirty days rolling. A cascade of words. A torrent of thought. A flash flood of frivolity. All rolled up into a month that promises to be creative and inspired. A shower? An April shower to bring the flowers of poetry to the fore, come what may. No fooling.



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