Poetry loves discovering things. You're not necessarily knowing where you're going when you start a poem. -Catherine Graham, award-winning poet and novelist
Nor do I know what my gardens will become when my seeds are planted. -CVarsalona
April is a bridge
gentle connector
from winter to spring
renewer of life
restorer of earth
as a troubadour
of earth's whisperings,
I speak of spring seeds
a gallery of
poetic writing
with a pen in hand
artists, poets work
words flow like water
nature finds its beat
ensemble rises
©CVarsalona, 2026
While I did not know what my National Poetry Month Project would be, the power of patience and the wonder of nature helped me find my connection. Last year's journey felt like a continuous rollercoaster ride. My emotions still roar with fear and the anxiety of a wild ride. The onset of April and the glory of Easter Sunday blended together, offering me a golden key to a quiet renewal of life and an awakening of my soul and senses. I embrace April as a gentle month of hope, rejuvenation, and a soft reset to life.
april's "soft reset"
cultivates new beginnings
seasonal refresh
©CVarsalona, 2026
I Invite Friends, Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Students
Join me during National Poetry Month. Offer your creativity to embellish my Spring Seeds Grace April Gallery. Add an original spring poem, nature photo, inspirational quote, or artwork to my new padlet. Click here. For a sample of one of my spring galleries, click here to see my 2016 Spring Seeds Gallery of Artistic Expressions. You may find one of your poems there.
Let your imagination take you on a journey throughout the 2026 National Poetry Month.
Thank you to our Poetry Friday host, Jone Rush MacCulloch, who shares her new book, "Tilt", midterm videos from her TWU students, and her original poem, "How to Write a Poem". In addition, Jone is hosting a Pop-Up Poetry Salon tomorrow and shares the beginnings of the poetry community's Progressive Poem. Stop by to enjoy her bounty of gifts and read what other Poetry Friday poets are offering.
I’d like to riff on your first line “April is a bridge.” It is shaping into a bridge for me, from the stark grief of Lent to the opening of spring and all its glory. You can feel the freshness in the air, breathe a little easier. Thanks for your poem and your commitment to poetry.
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