[Susie Rayos Marmon Neighborhood Association] A new post was made to Announcements

[Susie Rayos Marmon Neighborhood Association]

Jan Wilson added a new post to Announcements:

Spring Has Sprung!

Just in case you are wondering where the quote on our SRMNA sign board on Ouray Rd. came from, here's the full poem, by Emily Dickinson: A little madness in the Spring Is healthy even for the King, But God be with the Clown — Who ponders this tremendous scene — This whole Experiment of Green — As if it were his own! Other Poems of Spring: William Shakespeare -  Love's Labor Lost When daisies pied, and violets blue,   And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue   Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he:       “Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear. When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,   And merry larks are ploughmen’s clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,   And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he:       “Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear. -     Robert Burns - Composed in Spring Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues, Her leafy locks wave in the breeze All freshly steep’d in morning dews. Christina Rossetti- Spring Quiet Gone were but the Winter,   Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert   Where the birds sing. Where in the whitethom   Singeth a thrush, And a robin sings   In the holly-bush. Full of fresh scents   Are the budding boughs Arching high over   A cool green house: Full of sweet scents,   And whispering air Which sayeth softly:   “We spread no snare; “Here dwell in safety,   Here dwell alone, With a clear stream   And a mossy stone. “Here the sun shineth   Most shadily; Here is heard an echo   Of the far sea,   Though far off it be.” Christine Klocek-Lim - First Crocus This morning, flowers cracked open the earth’s brown shell. Spring leaves spilled everywhere though winter’s stern hand could come down again at any moment to break the delicate yolk of a new bloom. The crocus don’t see this as they chatter beneath a cheerful petal of spring sky. They ignore the air’s brisk arm as they peer at their fresh stems, step on the leftover fragments of old leaves. When the night wind twists them to pieces, they will die like this: laughing, tossing their brilliant heads in the bitter air. Happy Spring!..and may it turn to a Wonderful Summer for you!

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