I was made to be wide-eyed all the days of my life.

Thursday, April 15, 2010


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.


  1. I love Billy! This poem is perfect for weeks like this one :)

  2. This is why I have dishes piled in my sink and laundry unattended - I am absent in my house.

    I am outside absorbing all the energy I am able from the gorgeous, Spring day.

    Minnesotans need their Spring weather like a... like a... sinner needs a Savior!

  3. Well said, MOM Clawson. We need The warm Son-shine in our hearts as well as on our faces.