I’m on a spring kick — can’t help it; have you looked outside?? — and so I bring another springy poem today from Karla Kuskin. She was a gem, that Karla, and this poem is how I feel every time I look outside.

(On a side note, if you haven’t read Rebecca Kai Dotlich’s Lemonade Sun, especially A Circle of Sun which reminds me of this Kuskin poem, you’re missing another sunshine-y treat.)

Be sure to read the rest of Kuskin’s poem at the Poetry Foundation website. (I’ve included the link below.) Here I’ve only shared the poem through my favorite line. Happy Spring!

Spring

BY KARLA KUSKIN

I’m shouting
I’m singing
I’m swinging through trees
I’m winging skyhigh
With the buzzing black bees.
I’m the sun
I’m the moon
I’m the dew on the rose.
I’m a rabbit
Whose habit
Is twitching his nose

Read the rest here.