Saturday, 7 March 2015

Today…

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...the tree outside is starting to blossom,

and I am reminded of this lovely poem about spring by the American poet Billy Collins called simply ‘Today’

If ever there were a spring day so perfect,

so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze

that it made you want to throw

open all the windows in the house

clockwork-canary-in-a-cage-498763-mand unlatch the door to the canary's cage,

indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,

 

a day when the cool brick paths

and the garden bursting with peonies

snowglobe2seemed so etched in sunlight

that you felt like taking

a hammer to the glass paperweight

on the living room end table,

releasing the inhabitants

from their snow-covered cottage

so they could walk out,

holding hands and squinting

into this larger dome of blue and white,

well, today is just that kind of day.

4 comments:

  1. Oh that is a wonderful poem!!!Xx

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  2. wish it were like that here {{Sigh]] only supposed to get about an inch of snow, which I guess isn't too bad in the scheme of things!

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