by dreamsweet
The Pleiades raise the dawn in Taurus.
The sap has flowed freely
and now it's time to dance the days.
Voices must raise
Beltane out in praise,
"Hooray, Hooray!
The first of May
outdoor fucking
starts today!"
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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