Wednesday, March 19, 2008

in Just-- spring

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing.
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

~ Thomas Nashe (1567–1601)

in Just--
spring when the world is mud--
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee
~ e. e. cummings (1894-1962)

For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

~ Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)

Newly blooming crocuses around the flagpole at school; beautiful calla lily my sister brought to my office yesterday. I've never seen one this color!

1 comment:

Ruth said...

Glad to see those bright crocuses. Happy spring!