My answer to the poet is, "Why, a day in April, of course."
Or so I've been thinking the past few weeks during my morning, afternoon, and evening walks around the neighborhood.
Over a year later, walking around the 'hood continues to be my main pandemic diversion, followed by streaming movies on TV,
And so, after a year of strolling the neighborhood and watching the seasons change from spring,
..now back to spring again, I believe I would venture to tell James Russell Lowell that I'll see his day in June and raise him a day in April.