In the changing year, one expects spring’s market in blooms,
with a promise of renewal, in the lengthening light,
in New England’s fields, where hope in spring resumes,
Infant Spring whispered of a coming plight,
Spring goeth all in white, it whispered, like a carpet fair,
Carolina’s sad song echoed in the chilly air.
Carolina wondered if a thousand springs might unite,
As April snow showers baptized the vine,
to take back the season when the ground turned white.
Easter in 1923, she remembers the weather was unkind.
April flowers faded under the frost’s winter tale,
While cold rain drifted by, the chilly mist was a fleeting veil.
The weather whispered desires to return spring to snow’s freeze,
In mourning the birds when spring they did not meet,
sang a rondel for the sun, but the frost, it could not appease.
Finally, May told the world to fill in blossoms, with spring replete.
Then June, July, came like a rapture in the air,
As the hound of Summer bound with flair.
Too soon August’s thoughts lingered on the first frost and it chilled,
September, October, November guests were silent friends,
In the last days of Autumn, chilly, dreams unfulfilled,
where winter’s breath refused to make amends.
In Carolina’s memory, early winter brings a mournful sigh,
and in December’s embrace, Carolina’s hopes of warmth did fly.
Table of Contents constraint poetry project. In this constraint, a poetry anthology originally published in 1925 was used. In each chapter section, titles were organized by theme and used to create a new poem.

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