IN JUST–e.e. cummings
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s
when the world is puddle-wonderful
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisble come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
(visions of early spring in shasta county, taken over the years. oh i am so homesick.)
the first day of spring is tomorrow. fern had her 6 mos. birthday yesterday. light and dark is balanced. birds are nesting. plants are blooming. my seeds are sprouting. hearts are awakening. all over the city folks on the street are making eye contact again, stripped of winter coats, rejoicing. life is bittersweet. life is good.
how are you celebrating spring right now?