Tag Archives: Springtime

The cold hand of Springtime

Spring usually evokes images of warmer times.  However, we had an airstrike yesterday.  Not exactly the image of flowering plants and singing birds. We were warned by TS Eliot that “April is the cruelest month.”  How cruel is it to … Continue reading

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Thinking In Poetry

Spring lends itself to thinking in poetry. Who coud resist the lushness of imagery that makes us almost swoon under the weight of emotion? Here’s one I wrote a few Springtimes ago…. The dazzle of the night where stars toss … Continue reading

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