It is true that the longer days of sun, and its often blinding brightness, is very reassuring, but, it only makes me crave spring more.
Hang in there. I will, too. Enjoy some sunshine and poetry today at Karen Edmisten's blog.
February 21, 2014
Poetry Friday--"Damn You, February!"
Here it is February 21 and I am done with it--done with winter, done with snow, done with rain, done with cold. The vernal equinox is still a month away, and, as any New Hampshire citizen will tell you, the winter ain't over until ice-out, which could be mid-May! Not much to do, I guess, than to rage against the taunting of late winter.
Click on the image to enlarge. © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. "Winter Thaw" by John LaFarge (1874), courtesy The Athenaeum.
It is true that the longer days of sun, and its often blinding brightness, is very reassuring, but, it only makes me crave spring more.
Hang in there. I will, too. Enjoy some sunshine and poetry today at Karen Edmisten's blog.
It is true that the longer days of sun, and its often blinding brightness, is very reassuring, but, it only makes me crave spring more.
Hang in there. I will, too. Enjoy some sunshine and poetry today at Karen Edmisten's blog.
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I had fun reading this poem, Diane!
ReplyDelete"You tease with days of bright smiles.
You mock with icy silences at night.
Damn your 28 days of cruelty."
Haha! That is true. Not to mention the really unpredictable weather conditions as of late. Enjoy your weekend! =)
The weather here has been unprecedented! Hope you enjoy your weekend, too.
ReplyDeleteHmmm... sounds like it might be time for a Florida vacation! Hope you get to see those crocuses and robins soon.
ReplyDeleteSadly, the robins never left. I fear that many may have perished, but I have no way of knowing that because I never see bird any corpses.
DeleteSo true, Diane! Your first stanza reminds me of my poem "Crocus:" http://mattforrest.wordpress.com/2013/03/29/poetry-friday-crocus/
ReplyDeleteAt least Feb. has the least number of days in the month! March will be here soon...
Thanks for sharing "Crocus," Matt.
DeleteThis too shall pass, Diane. We only had five days but I got my fix and am happy to have spring arrive. The first stanza grabbed me. Made me think of the snow around the daffodils.
ReplyDeleteWe got a foot of snow on Tuesday, 2 or 3" on Wednesday, and now we've got heavy mist and it's 38 degrees.
DeleteHang in there, Diane - Come visit my new hometown - Beaufort, SC! (Well, today we're supposed to have storms, but yesterday was sunny and around 70.) Then you can mosey on further south and drop in on Michelle, too....
ReplyDeleteI am sorely tempted!
DeleteLooks like we're on the same wave length with our winter fatigue. This has definitely been the hardest and longest winter I can remember, and I know we haven't had it as bad as you up in NH.
ReplyDeleteOur robins have returned, and most of our snow is now melted. Still, it ain't over till it's over. Hooray for the hyacinths!
Yes, I love those hyacinths! Fatigue is too mild a word for what I feel...
Delete28 days of cruelty indeed. We have too much snow for any crocuses to dare raise their heads, sadly.
ReplyDeleteI heard that there is 3 feet of frozen ground around here, but after today's temps, there will be 6" of mud (at least) of mud from the melting snow.
ReplyDeleteWe had snow blow in frighteningly Wed. night, just enough to make us cold and white-now it's so windy & the snow is mostly gone. Our snowiest month is usually March. I think we've got it coming to us since it's been such a mild winter, except for those awful cold weeks. Strange winter. Love your rant, Diane & sadly I hear another storm is on its way.
ReplyDeleteTomorrow is supposed to be nice--I'll take it one day at a time, Linda.
DeleteLove it! This month is interminable. I wrote a haiku about it a few years back -- in a leap year ... another whole day of February! Ugh! :)
ReplyDeleteFebruary fades,
Like a guest who stayed too long.
Shut the door, and sigh.
Very nice, Karen!
ReplyDeleteLike Michelle, I invite you south. The sun came out and the earth warmed a little. The trees are blooming. The azaleas are not far off. But my allergies hate this time.
ReplyDeleteI love the boldness of your poem!