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
and 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
seemed 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.
6 comments:
Love this poem AND the photo. Nice compositions, both. =D
Happy Easter.
Thanks Debra. I'm a huge fan of Billy Collins, bluebonnets and damianita all three. Have a lovely weekend!
Chag Sameach to me, Happy Easter to you, Deb! Lovely poem and this year, in particular, the sentiment of experiencing differing paths should be celebrated and appreciated. Have a lovely one!
Tina - thanks as always for dropping in. It is always a joy for me when our differing paths meet up even if only for a shared moment online. Shalom!
Love the imagery of this poem and the feelings it evokes. Happy Easter, lovely friend. So glad to have met you in this virtual space. ♥
Cat: The feelings are quite mutual. Thank you for being such a constant presence here!
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