Spring Soon

Bob, , ,

The weather is unique
To each comet, would you like salad?

The distances between
Stars have deserted addition and fled
Into the open fields.

In the distortions of Mozart,
The poet sneezes.
Is your raincoat famous?

The cratered
Moon is capable of great intelligence.
Which you are aware of.

The poem reinhabits itself
Like spring, the poem casts off
Its own hemisphere
Like an egg hatching,
Fumbles for its voice, cedes
Its boundaries to the roofs of the sun.
Sees to and bundles up its
Colorful strings into verse.

Not for nothing have I
Summed up everything I can
Hinge on the turning of my head
On walks, the leaves chirping,
The birds rustling, native space
Tingling with countless particles.

29 thoughts on “Spring Soon”

  2. The air vibrates, even the leaves chirp! I felt as if you captured the anticipation of spring in your cupped hands, like capturing a firefly, then condensed the anticipation into a poem for us to read. Served with salad 🙂

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  3. I got to stanza 3, Bob, and the response that popped into my head was “My raincoat is neither Famous nor blue but if Mozart said “bless you” I would bow. lol. I really love, also, the final two stanzas. They are so full of action and beautiful imagery. Bundled up, exactly as the words say. :-). I think Dave has captured what you have done beautifully.

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      2. I have to admit, I’m not that familiar with Leonard Cohen. I’ve heard nothing but good things, just haven’t gotten around to checking him out. I’ll listen to that song. Thanks for the recommendation.

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      2. That’s good to hear. Usually Australia makes headlines over here about how hot it is. I don’t remember seeing any news about that. This is coming from Buffalo, a city that has never had a 100 degree ( fahrenheit) day.

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      3. ahhh so that’s where you are; lucky you; we’ve only had two ‘centuries’ this summer and they were spaced wide apart; fortunately unlike Brisbane where my daughter lives, Adelaide’s heat is ‘dry’, very low humidity —

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      4. Dry heat makes all the difference. Buffalo is not too bad. I like being on the Canadian border. Going to Toronto is fun. And being near New York City is great. But winters can be tough. But this year wasn’t too bad.

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  6. I can never tell if spring is volatile or welcomed? Maybe both? I’m no historian but it seems like most revolutions, both political and internal are most frequent in spring. I mean winter is no picnic, but after so much time of the same cold, it provides a little security. Anyway, another great poem with tremendous images and if anything, baseball is back.

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    1. I know what you mean by winter being secure. Yesterday I stayed inside all day because it was so cold. Though all last week was mild. And next week looks like April weather. That’s interesting about spring revolutions. I bet you’re right. Who’d want to start a revolution in the winter? I’m glad baseball is back. Thanks!

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      1. I guess it’s climate change with these warm temperatures coming so early to us in the northeast or maybe we’re gonna get bombarded in March? In any case, enjoy this week! Maybe you can ride the bike to work?

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  8. This piece–and it’s immediate predecessor–are simply top of the mark stuff, the back and forth of poem and nature, the writing and the world it inhabits. I’m more than a little jealous of this.

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