Easter Habits by Felice Holman

Around now,
they think of rabbits.
(I don’t know why.)

I
tend to think
of sprouting roots
of grasses blowing.

They think
of rabbit ears and rabbit tails.
(And I do, too, I guess.)

Yes,
but not just now.
I think of rabbits running,
rabbits growing.

Yet, when the bells
start pealing in the steeple,
it is my habit
(since I’m a rabbit)
to think of people.

From: Livington, Myra Cohn (ed.), Easter Poems, 1985, Holiday House: New York, p. 11.
(https://books.google.com.au/books/about/Easter_Poems.html?id=SGogtAEACAAJ)

Date: 1970

By: Felice Holman (1919- )

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