It's (kiss me now) Spring! ~ ee cummings
Oh how I love Spring! I love it, I love it, I love it! Even the word itself is so zingy and trampoline-like and green and full of energy and verve!
I could rhapsodize in oohs and ahhs for ages of how much I love the season. Maybe it's because I'm a Spring baby and love to see everything bloom and grown again after the winter, the 'greening of the earth', the yellow sunshine of daffodils, when 'faces called flowers floating out of the ground' and big blue skies beckon, or maybe it's more because of its heady symbolism: renewal, remaking, transformation, the light coming back - in a word - Hope.
There's an energy and zest to Spring that none of the other seasons have, not even summer. It's alive. It's about new beginnings more than anything, as today the Equinox, 21 March also marks the beginning of the astrological new year with the sun in Aries, the symbolic newborn of the starsigns. Maybe that's what puts the pep into our step at this time of year when everyone feels reborn.
I am not the only one in love with Spring it seems, from famous writers to artists to all kinds of commentators. So I will let their words enthrall you to the season's intoxicating meanings. Feel them ping and zing in your soul!
Happy Spring!
~Siobhán
Spring has returned. The earth is like a child who knows poems. ~ Rilke
Every spring is the only spring - a perpetual astonishment. ~Ellis Peters
April prepares her green light and the word thinks Go. ~ Christopher Morley
April has put a spirit of youth in everything. ~ William Shakespeare
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring ~ Ben Williams
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! ~ Mark Twain
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. ~Hal Borland
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world. ~Virgil A. Kraft
Springtime is the land awakening, the March winds are the morning yawn ~ Lewis Carroll
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ~ Rilke
Spring is when life comes alive in everything ~ Christina Rosetti
'in spring... the earth laughs in flowers' ~ ee cummings
Now every field is clothes with grass, and every tree with leaves; now the woods put forth their blossoms, and the year assumes its gay attire ~ Virgil
In spring time, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head.~ Emma Racine deFleu
Out with the cold, in with the woo. ~E. Marshall
Yes, and the last word goes to ee cummings, as no one can articulate the zeal of Spring like him! (*You can read more of his Spring sentiments and poems here: O Sweet Spontaneous Earth)
now winging selves sing sweetly
now winging selves sing sweetly,while ghosts(there
and here)of snow cringe;dazed an earth shakes sleep
out of her brightening mind:now everywhere
space tastes of the amazement which is hope
gone are those hugest hours of dark and cold
when blood and flesh to inexistence bow
(all that was doubtful's certain,timid's bold;
old's youthful and reluctant's eager now)
anywhere upward somethings yearn and stir
piercing a tangled wrack of wishless known;
nothing is like this keen(who breathes us)air
immortal with the fragrance of begin
winter is over - now(for me and you,
darling!)life's star prances the blinding blue
and here)of snow cringe;dazed an earth shakes sleep
out of her brightening mind:now everywhere
space tastes of the amazement which is hope
gone are those hugest hours of dark and cold
when blood and flesh to inexistence bow
(all that was doubtful's certain,timid's bold;
old's youthful and reluctant's eager now)
anywhere upward somethings yearn and stir
piercing a tangled wrack of wishless known;
nothing is like this keen(who breathes us)air
immortal with the fragrance of begin
winter is over - now(for me and you,
darling!)life's star prances the blinding blue
I love Spring too Siobhan (I still cant do the a with accent - is it 'cos I'm on a mac? I give up - just pretend it's there) It has a whole new sense of awakening and change. For that very reason it is my favourite season. However, I have yet to see it since a whole load of snow is on it's way...AGAIN!
ReplyDeleteAh never mind the accent - I'm not that fussy about it! Could be those unruly Macs ha!
DeleteI know, same here, snow and cold and raging winds! (I think that's why I wrote this post - in defiance of the harsh weather!) I just look on it as the lion half of March on its way out, the dying of winter! Hopefully by April we'll be basking in honey sun! :)
Siobhan, I love all these quotes about spring but most of all I loved your own introduction/writing. It is absolutely beautiful and poetic expression of Spring. One can 'feel' and almost touch and 'see' what you are expressing. In my eyes you are no less talented, if not more,. than these writers you have q.uoted. Thank you for your dedication and commitment to these posts and your poem a day postings. Sarabjeet.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Sarabjeet for your comment! And thanks for the compliment - I just hope I've gotten across how wonderful Spring is!!! :) Hope you are still enjoying the Poem a Days!
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