Sunday, February 03, 2008

Going to the Florist






Just read that fresh flowers have been scientifically proven to improve your mood. I will buy some for the apt. today.

The Silver Lily

The nights have grown cool again, like the nights
Of early spring, and quiet again. Will
Speech disturb you? We're
Alone now; we have no reason for silence.

Can you see, over the garden-the full moon rises.
I won't see the next full moon.

In spring, when the moon rose, it meant
Time was endless. Snowdrops
Opened and closed, the clustered
Seeds of the maples fell in pale drifts.
White over white, the moon rose over the birch tree.
And in the crook, where the tree divides,
Leaves of the first daffodils, in moonlight
Soft greenish-silver.

We have come too far together toward the end now
To fear the end. These nights, I am no longer even certain
I know what the end means. And you, who've been
With a man--

After the first cries,
Doesn't joy, like fear, make no sound?

Louise Glück

4 Comments:

Blogger Bello (Buddy) Manjaro said...

me too! i'll tell you what kind when i get them. have a loverly day.

7:33 AM  
Blogger MJ said...

I got white and deep pink mini carnations! You have a lovely Super Tuesday too! GO HILLARY

7:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I felt so good voting this morning, absolutely no doubt in my mind I made the right choice. Hillary will ring in a new world vision, one where women take their rightful place at the head of the line!!! Go Hillary, Go Hillary!!!!

12:42 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sad day for Hil, oh well. I guess I won't see a democratic female president in my lifetime. The next woman to run will probably be some Margaret Thatcher type. Sigh..... at least Uno the Beagle won the dog show yesterday, first one in the show's history. Loulou is much cuter than Uno though, I am thinking about entering her next year.

5:55 AM  

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