
"APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers."
He really captures the sadness of the bare trees, the rain the mud. Summer so close, yet so far away. We feel that it is almost here, and it's cruelly snatched away time and time again. At least here in Canada, anyhow.
This concludes the high-brow cultural portion of the blog. Tomorrow, I will return to the usual low-brow miscellany, I promise. Just something about this weather...
1 comment:
that happens here too!!! today is much nicer than yesterday... there was a pic of a yellow fire hydrant and some tulips i took a few days ago... well, one night we had hail!!!! and all the pretty tulips were demolished... and with the wind?! i have lost, no lie, two recycling trash bins, and one garbage.... i kid you not!!! summer is too short when you live north... if i wasn't afraid of bugs, i'd a lived in puerto rico!
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