April Morning A pair of sparrows, shut-ins Buried in the lower boughs, Draw up-wards in giddy banter To unzipper this day, giving Way to earth’s slow yawn and Easeful stretch into a yellow Smock of light, while darkness Scurries beneath the sodden Stoops and sloped porches Of houses just come back to Life. The last vestiges of a Moonless night have been Folded and tucked into the Inky wounds that sit between The branches of conifers as A drowsy wind, frost-chilled, Meanders across an expanding Pasture of sky before its fateful Stumble, spilling from its heavy, Ice-laden bucket more blue than This day can possibly bear.
A resident of Connecticut, John Muro’s first volume of poems, In the Lilac Hour, was published in 2020 by Antrim House. His second volume, Pastoral Suite, will be published this spring by Antrim House, as well, and both are or will soon be available on Amazon. A two-time, 2021 Pushcart Prize nominee, John’s poems have appeared in numerous literary journals and anthologies, including Barnstorm, Euphony, Grey Sparrow, Penumbra, River Heron and Sky Island.