A Tree with a Bird in it: / A Symposium of Contemporary American Poets on Being Shown a Pear-tree on Which Sat a Grackle - Margaret Widdemer

Spring comes—yet where the dream that glows?

There only waves upon the lea

A lonely pear-bough where doth doze

A bird of green, and merely he:

Why weave of him our poetry?

Why of a Grackle need we sing?

Ah, far another fowl for me—

I seek Spring Chickens in the Spring.

Though May returns, and frisking shows