March bustles in on windy feet and sweeps my doorstep and my street
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade
March, when days are getting long,
Let thy growing hours be strong to set right some wintry wrong
March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs,
bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling,
each followed by a frosty pink twilight
which gradually lost itself
in an elfland of moonshine
March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes, and a laugh in her voice
Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour
To welcome her the Spring breath’s forth Elysian sweets;
March strews the Earth With violets and posies
March brings breezes loud and shrill, stirs the dancing daffodil
In March winter is holding back and spring is pulling forward. Something holds and something pulls inside of us too
March winds and April showers bring forth May flowers
Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn
March is the month of expectation, the things we do not know
In March the soft rains continued, and each storm waited courteously until its predecessor sunk beneath the ground
Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty
Despite March’s windy reputation, winter isn’t really blown away; it is washed away. It flows down all the hills, goes swirling down the valleys and spills out to sea. Like so many of this earth’s elements, winter itself is soluble in water…
March was an unpredictable month, when it was never clear what might happen. Warm days raised hopes until ice and grey skies shut over the town again
By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again
The stormy March has come at last,
With winds and clouds and changing skies;
I hear the rushing of the blast
That through the snowy valley flies
This is the perfume of March: rain, loam, feathers, mint
