Don’t mind the O
it’s just the last stop before the crow
spring-topped shower in all its finery
coded delicately for its binary
debut, in the showers and flowers
rising up like sandy towers
no blood where they lay,
just another seedling for the play
of petals on the fettered den
the nightly contrition of the zen
tools trailblazing incisions
into springtime’s timeless revisions—
they’d say we’re all within a trance
if our bulbous natures didn’t love to dance.
While many of you may have been living the good and bountiful life the past little while, I can assure you spring is only just recently hitting Michigan…this past week marked the first time it’s stayed consistently and comfortably above freezing even in the darkest hours since winter kicked off.
Naturally, I’ve been loving it. Everything is green and blooming and warm…the world has opened its arms in invitation, and how can one but accept such a generous offer? As a result, this week’s quotes are in celebration of this beautiful time…and the pictures are from one of my fresh new adventures…
“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
“And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.”
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant”
All photos, copyright Chris Galford.