Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Day 930: On the Wing

Yes, Spring is on the wing. Winter cannot endure forever no matter how much it seems like it!

Aux Imagistes - William Carlos Williams

I think I have never been so exalted
As I am now by you,
O frost bitten blossoms,
That are unfolding your wings
From out the envious black branches.

Bloom quickly and make much of the sunshine
The twigs conspire against you
Hear them!
They hold you from behind

You shall not take wing
Except wing by wing, brokenly,
And yet—
Even they
Shall not endure for ever.

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