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Wednesday, April 06, 2011

WINTER'S BLACK DOG IS KENNELLED


Spring, with the cuckoo-sob deep in his throat,
O’er all the land his thrilling whispers float,
Old earth believes his ancient lies once more,
And runs to meet him in a golden coat.

(origin of verse, anyone?)

11 comments:

Lucy said...

Ha, good old Google chrome, all it requires is to select the text and right click and you get an instant Google search. Hence I know it is La Gallienne's translation of the Rubaiyat! In fact I should have known anyway, as I procured a copy on HHB's urging a few years ago, but didn't remember.

I so love and envy your cow parsley. We don't have it here, though on holiday in Normandy I found it again.

Glad to see you out and about!

pohanginapete said...

That road just has to be cycled.

Here we're heading in the opposite direction. Heavy rain, cold, even some snow higher up.

Avus said...

Lucy:
Nice to hear from you. So easy nowadays isn't it. I gave HHnB a copy some years back - glad she has spread the word - Fitzgerald must not have it all his own way!

Avus said...

P'Pete:
And I was cycling it on the day I took the picture. (22c here today and wonderful to feel the warmth of the sun on my back once more).

herhimnbryn said...

Yes, Gallienne!

I feel as though I am standing in that photograph. I am just hitching a small day pack onto my shoulder, pulling my sunglasses down from my head and onto my nose and stepping forth!

Avus said...

HHnB
And I can guarantee a pleasant stroll ahead of you. Having had your break on the seat in my favourite churchyard (on right of pic) you will be rising gently above Romney Marsh, walking through bluebell woods and perhaps stopping for a "pie and and pint" at The Good Intent, some 4 miles up the road.

herhimnbryn said...

Let's do that walk, the next time I'm in the uk?

Barrett Bonden said...

This post re-creates the ethos of the opening pages of Wind in the Willows: Mole emergent.

I'm amazed Lucy found it necessary to Google your question. As a poetical ignoramus I have evolved an approach suggested by successful contestants in Mastermind. Since responding "Pass" can subsequently count against you, it is better to come up with a guess, however wild. Thus I would have attributed your quuatrain to Frangipani. Welcome back. Does the light hurt your eyes?

Lee said...

Lovely photo.

Avus said...

BB:
Witty and relevant! I so like the comparison to Mole emerging.

Neoma said...

lovely poem and picture Avus.....I have been away from blogging for so long I couldn't remember how to get back. :) Nice to see you again.