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End of April by Phillis Levin

End of April

by Phillis Levin

published in Poetry 180, edited by Billy Collins (and posted here)

Under a cherry tree

I found a robin’s egg,

broken, but not shattered.


I had been thinking of you,

and was kneeling in the grass

among fallen blossoms


when I saw it: a blue scrap,

a delicate toy, as light

as confetti


It didn’t seem real,

but nature will do such things

from time to time.


I looked inside:

it was glistening, hollow,

a perfect shell


except for the missing crown,

which made it possible

to look inside.


What had been there

is gone now

and lives in my heart


where, periodically,

it opens up its wings,

tearing me apart.




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