Details of my Poetry Month Project can be found here.
16. The Panama Canal
Snow is falling --
a mid-April joke
not meant to do real harm --
just a jest,
a parody of the pollen
that will soon sneeze up the air.
Bright green grass grins
through the dusting of snow.
Magnolia blooms chuckle
under caps of white.
sorry to be gone so soon.
Muffler and mittens snicker
at shivering shorts-wearing Springsters.
Forsythia half-heartedly bloomed
only just last week.
Everyone knows her punchline is
one more snow.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2014
Yeah, I know. That poem has exactly nothing to do with the Panama Canal. But it's the poem I wanted to write, and it's the poem I wrote, and there aren't enough hours in the day to write another.
Yesterday I didn't get Carol's poem in two voices for the Itaipu Dam linked in, nor Kevin's flowchart poem for the Delta Works. Be sure you check them out. Both are amazing in their own unique ways.
Carol's poem for the Delta Works is here, and Kevin's Panama Canal poem is here.
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