Crocuses make their appearance in early Spring and remind us of the magic that is waiting out there in our gardens, putting in their magical appearance even as the sun struggles to return to our latitudes.
Here is Roberto's tribute to that magic part of early Spring, in words and voice.
Between your two boisterous brothers,
January and March - you come,
Silver sister February, wearing earth stars in your hair,
Constellations of crocuses in clown colours,
Meadows, on which we rest our mid-winter heads.
Your flowers chuckle in the sun spun light,
That makes the songbirds sing again,
In notes like slowly shooting stars,
Ancestral songs Aquarius
Pours to Pisces from her pitcher.
You comb your circus flowers closed each evening,
Helped by the marquee clouds,
And hush the songbirds to sleep again,
Quietly and carefully,
So as not to awaken any resting, slumbering griefs,
Or to disturb any dormant dormouse dreams.
- Robert Graham
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9 ii 2019