Welcome to Spring
In this hemisphere, today marks the first day of Spring, a hopefulness, a color spark, a transition into heat, that time of year where when it rains, suddenly color appears from the ground like it was the end of the raindrop. Flip flops for the occasion, even if still too chilly for that. And a poem from Billy to celebrate the crashing of the dome of winter.
Today
By Billy Collins
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.