spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
whistles far and wee (e.e. cummins)
It’s spring here in the west, and we are not inundated with snow. The leaves are an incredible green, the days get a little cold and then a little hot, but the trend is definitely toward the warmer side. Pretty soon, we will start looking at hellish summer weather, but for now it’s “in Just- spring.”
We used to laugh at the quote from the Song of Solomon, “ and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.” When I was a kid, I didn’t realize the term meant turtledoves. But now the turtledoves are out singing their little heads off… some of them sound desperate, and maybe their passion is nothing to laugh at.
But it’s Spring. Time of the Green Man… “Come like the Green Knight to Sir Gawain,” (Ronald Johnson). I have seen the Green Man several times, and each time, he was smiling. I hope he continues to smile for me as I grow older.
“Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garments of Repentance fling;” (Rubaiyat VII of Omar Khayyam). Makes you feel like dancing, doesn’t it? That’s what spring does, if you’re lucky.
Spring does not last as long as we want it to, but while it is here, let us all rejoice. I wish all our brothers and sisters in the east a glorious spring after all the snow and hail they have gotten in recent weeks. When their time comes, I hope some of them go outside and dance in the green light of spring.
Oh, and if any of you do, keep an eye out for the little lame balloonman, he can cause trouble.