A LIGHT exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That silence cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.
It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:
A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.
Flowers on the Windowsill
Images © 2010 by Merisi
This post is Spring personified - fantastic!ReplyDelete
Ah, a refreshing breath of spring; sorely needed. Thank you for that.ReplyDelete
Oh, how beautiful!ReplyDelete
A perfect melding of poem and pictures! So beautiful!ReplyDelete
Paintings, one and all, Merisi. A welcome, intimate peek at the beautiful spring colors here!ReplyDelete
The Dickinson poem reminds me of many in "A Child's Garden of Verses," a favorite childhood book. Your blooms are beautiful harbingers of spring, which we are all awaiting!ReplyDelete
I love your springy window!ReplyDelete
Just found your blog - such beautiful photos. I see I have a lot of reading to do to go right back to the beginnings in 2005; that will be a pleasure I think.ReplyDelete
Daffodils always remind me of Easter, even though we never have any at that time of year down here.ReplyDelete
Happy International Women's Day, Merisi. Yellow daffodils or yellow mimosa--both great. (And Emily, too, of course.)ReplyDelete
Thank you all so much for your kind comments!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Giulia, for reminding me of International Women's Day, I would have missed it this year without you reminding me. I was so busy preparing for a trip abroad, I hardly had time to pause today (not that there has been time the previous days either).
A wonderful week to all of you,
absolut zauberhafte Bilder, ein echter Frühlingstraum .. so zart und voller Licht!ReplyDelete
spring...sigh...and your photos are so pretty.ReplyDelete
thank you for sharing.
hallo, I found your link also here: http://blog.austria.info/ . well done!ReplyDelete
This is SPRING torture!ReplyDelete
No other word for it...
Paris has the chilly blues.
pour ces premières fleurs
Beautiful photography...I love the gorgeous color combinations. Makes me think of Easter.ReplyDelete
Spring lovelies! They are just poking their little heads out to greet the sunshine here on Long Island...ReplyDelete
I plan to plant some croci in the weekend. Croci, daffodils and bulbs in general sing Spring to me.You have captured their delicate yet decisive nature. They are lovely!ReplyDelete