Tag Archives: April is the cruelest month

“What Me, Cruel?”

Posted on April 8, 2024 by jillbpearlman

April stares back at us and asks: What me, cruel? Because mournful windowsrattle in my winds and pots tip over, green with rust or lichen? Because hairs on your bare legsshiver like crocus? She finds us in her glassy eyeand springs:  You … Continue reading →

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On the Battleground of Spring

Posted on April 16, 2017 by jillbpearlman

We’re in the season of renewal. Passover and Easter are a prelude to redemption, rebirth,   reincarnation.   Bulbs signal regeneration with the tentative pale green shoots.  There is no end to the season’s “re”words – regeneration, revival, recharging, restoration.  Re … Continue reading →

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Crazy for April

Posted on April 17, 2015 by jillbpearlman

I was driving one morning, struggling with a tiredness that spring hadn’t repaired, when I heard an essayist on the radio tell me something new. “April is the cruelest month,” he said, quoting the famous opening of “The Waste Land.” … Continue reading →

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