Thursday, April 15, 2010
Flowers are the Poetry of Earth...
"The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers." ~Basho
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
~Edna St. Vincent Millay, "Afternoon on a Hill"
"How can one help shivering with delight when one's hot fingers close around the stem of a live flower, cool from the shade and stiff with newborn vigor!" ~Colette
"A profusion of pink roses bending ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring." ~The Collected Later Poems of William Carlos Williams
Pluck not the wayside flower;
It is the traveler's dower.
"If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, maybe your soul has never been in bloom." ~Terri Guillemets
"A weed is but an unloved flower." ~Ella Wheeler Wilcox
"Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems." ~Rainer Maria Rilke