Suffering March

March. How will I
ever make peace
with this
month well named:
raging and pillaging?

Not so many
days ago a tyrant, a
broadside wind
flipped over a
tractor trailer while
side swiping a few
days of spring seduction:
green pushing against the snow.

Does this
plot, and
scheme, sharpening
its talons and assessing
the holes in our armour.

Amore, it seems, is not
on this month’s mind,
and yet, and yet –
we hold this to be the month
when Word was fleshed in womb and so
was made to suffer misery, and beauty too.

10 thoughts on “Suffering March

  1. shoreacres says:

    What an unusual and creative take on the importance of March. I confess I’ve never thought of it, and don’t remember ever coming across it elsewhere.

    You certainly have it right: March is two-sided, lion and lamb, harsh and tender at once. Perhaps in that sense, it’s the most representative month, since life never is in perfect balance, but swings over and over from one side to the other.

    • agjorgenson says:

      I wasn’t sure what your March would be like in Texas, although I suspected you knew of the temperaments I described from your youth. It really is a beast unto itself!

  2. LC Mueller says:

    Good one Allen, this is my favourite one so far, you know, since the pregnant blossoms- nothing could beat those. You continue to be in my top 5 poets, You, my daughter, Peggy Freydberg, RUPI and… hmm… forgot number 5… Maybe March sometimes ends with Pregnant blossoms? Seriously. It is fantastic, epic even. Thanks for the brilliant imagery of March.

    • agjorgenson says:

      Wow, I feel honoured to be in the same sphere as your own, that is no small feat! Glad you liked it. Pregnant blossoms, raging winds, I wonder what’s next?

  3. Mary Irene says:

    Fantastic description of March

  4. diannegray says:

    March has been particularly harsh here in Australia, Allen. I love this description – It’s completely spot-on.

  5. I love, love, love this poem, Allen….the language, the images, the word-play. It’s really lovely, and playful, and funny, and sadly, true. Thank you.

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