4.16.2013

STILL APRIL, NATIONAL POETRY MONTH

 
 
INTOXICATION
 
Boris Pasternak
from Poems of Dr Zhivago
 
 
Neath a willow with ivy entangled
We take cover in blustery weather.
My arms are wreathed about you;
In my raincape we huddle together.
 
I was wrong:  Not ivy, my dearest,
But hops encircle this willow.
Well, then, let's spread in its shelter
My cape for a rug and a pillow!
 
 
illustration by Bill Greer
 
Sigh......such sweet love!  Like honey it drips over them.
 
 
 
NOTE:  If anyone is interested in following Cornell's Great Blue Heron nest cam, mom heron has laid her first egg, and dad is right there helping.     These are awesome birds!    http://cams.allaboutbirds.org/channel/8/Great_Blue_Herons/
 
 


4 comments:

  1. You are such a romantic...
    sigh
    me too.

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  2. Hi Judie. Yes it's a lovely poem and how sweet your words too. Enjoy your day Judie.

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  3. ~~without worry, without care~~
    i visit you
    and
    find loveliness ...

    {{ feeling a tad sorrowful
    about forgetting this was
    ~~National Poetry Month~~
    as
    i never forgot
    before

    but

    as
    i have been seaside (!)
    i completely forgot
    it was even April !!

    go figure ... }}


    ""My cape for a rug and a pillow!""
    (love that
    line
    as the mere Thought
    of owning a Cape to trade
    makes my heart
    sing ... )

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