Spring Taunts
Brief respite lapsed,
Gray day too harsh
To venture out
As noontime last
When sidewalks teemed
With jacketless grins
And one pert, lithe runner
Of vernal youth
Flashed her bare palm
In friendly passing …
Now, through fogged pane,
I downheartedly watch
Three daffodils bob
Canary heads
Against this onrush
Of chill wet air:
Spring taunts winter’s
Doomed oppression.
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