In "Today," Billy Collins splendiferously evokes the unadulterated joy of that day -- that moment -- when the heart and mind and soul know and believe that Spring has truly landed.
Today is not that day.
But I know that day is on the way. So, for today, I give you "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
(Read the poem, here, at The Poetry Foundation.)
Linda Baie, at Teacher Dance, is hosting a springy Poetry Friday roundup today. Visit, savor, leave your link.
And just because I love Simon and Garfunkel, I'm also sending you directly to Jama Rattigan's Alphabet Soup, for a review (and giveaway!) of a perfectly delicious picture book bio of the duo.
Long before Spotify and other diabolically convenient methods of indulging musical obsessions were a thing, I used to tell Atticus that balance in the universe could be achieved by a radio station that played All-Simon-and-Garfunkel-All-The-Time.
So. That's that.
Happy Poetry Friday.
Happy Dreaming of Spring.
Happy Sounds of Silence.