Has it arrived where you live?
Here we are nearly at the end of April, and spring is just now making its first real appearance in my neck of the woods.
Finally, the forsythia are in bloom.
Finally, little buds of green are visible on tree branches.
Finally, my daffodils are brave enough to begin to grow in earnest.
So late – but so welcome nonetheless!
The poem below by D.H. Lawrence captures well the feeling of this season…my favorite time of the year. I love the imagery of bursting bonfires of green…
The Enkindled Spring
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,
Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes,
Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between
Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes.
I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration
Of green fires lit on the soil of the earth, this blaze
Of growing, and sparks that puff in wild gyration,
Faces of people streaming across my gaze.
And I, what fountain of fire am I among
This leaping combustion of spring? My spirit is tossed
About like a shadow buffeted in the throng
Of flames, a shadow that’s gone astray, and is lost.
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