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…
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.
– Billy Collins, from “Today” in Poetry Magazine, April 2000
Notes: Photo: Kittux with Canary. Quote: Thank you Whiskey River
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I am having a day just like this! Hope you are too. xo
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Starting to Darlene. Beginning now.
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Fling those arms wide open and breathe deeply…
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billy collins is magic and has captured the day perfectly.
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He is magic.
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Like a DnD “medium with extra cream and two sugars” which replaced the iced, cream-stuffed maple square, Billy Collins is a rare but always planned treat. He is so spot on, and so funny. I hope this Spring is being a hand-holder for us all — we waited so long for it this time, didn’t we?
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So spot on. Exactly.
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Sunay … ‘today is just that kind of day!’
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It is!
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Blue and White dome…
Love it.
Yesterday was like that. And it slowed down and felt like 2 days but still didn’t want it to end.
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Yep. Me too….
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Beautifully stated. Hope your new week will be a continuation of this wonderful feeling 🙂
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🙂 Thank you Kiki. Yours too.
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” the garden bursting with peonies seemed so etched in sunlight…” the light was upon the land and the land gave off light and Joy..//// It is wet here, We had such a thunder and lightening storm last night…little sleep and the poor sweet pets were scared..I look forward to the flowering Peonies that are just opening…I hope the rain doesn’t or hasn’t destroyed my peonies…
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Bring on the Sun!
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The sun came out, when we reached our travel destination!,.. the light was upon the land and the land gave off light and Joy and i am enveloped in both 🙂
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Great!
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@Christie; this year was one of the very few where my peonies (those huge ones, frilled and filled with pink-whiteish petals) were NOT destroyed by rain, storm, wind…. but there were far far less than other years because of the snow storms we had in Jan/Feb. I so wish you luck with yours – it’s such a short lived joy and they are so precious!
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Delightful poem. “It touched something deep inside me: light and fleeting – as if a butterfly’s wing had brushed my cheek.” Joy
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Yes Joy. It touched me similarly. And love the butterfly wing’s analogy. That too will stick…
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‘love billy collins!
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LOVE IT – yes, my Sunday was like this…. and I would never want to have a caged bird. Although I have ‘met’ a brilliant parrot a short moment ago, caged in a HUGE cage, he may fly around in the large house but mustn’t be let outside. He was found years ago in the street and the owner wasn’t found ever. So he stayed with the couple and he is great fun. But the owner said to be the total childminder of this bird and when they are on hols they need somebody LIVING at their place to look (and speak) to their baby. But in general, my feeling is that birds should be outside, and do their bird-thing….
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I agree birds should be outside, without wings clipped. Yet, We had a bird, and a cage and I miss our little bird dearly.
https://davidkanigan.com/2012/03/04/i-miss-birdie/
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