Nat'l Poetry Month No. 12

Okay, so I probably should say something about Fort Sumter & how eager a bunch of long-gone, long-pissed-off Southern partisans were to blow it out of the water....about my beautiful auburn-haired aunt, Dorothy Lea, who'd be 92 today if she hadn't died years ago and thank goodness she did - her arthritis was a daily, hourly curse, but no. I'll just call your attention to Amy Lowell, the poet I chose for today and to her poem, LILACS.