steal from another, NaPoWriMo Day 10

The NaPoWriMo.net gave a wonderful prompt today. We have to “steal” a first line from a poet we like and use it as our first line. I chose T.S.Eliot and the beginning of his Waste Land – one of the most amazing poetic works I’ve ever read.

Here is my poem:

April is the cruelest month, breeding
Expectations to cut off from its past.
April comes unnoticed, after frost retreats
Unloved, detested;
After spring has smiled in
Then pelted us with rain.

When we forget the past
Enters April
On the verge of hatred and desire.

Born out of our cruel minds
Mistaking weather for a heart
April is, of course,
a cruel month.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

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