“When from under the barn
the cat brings a similar litter,—
Two yellow and black, and one that looks in between,—
Though it all happened before, I cannot grow bitter:
I rejoice in the spring, as though no spring ever had been.”— Pulitzer Prize-winning American poet Theodore Roethke (1908-1963), “Vernal Sentiment," in The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke (1975)
Two yellow and black, and one that looks in between,—
Though it all happened before, I cannot grow bitter:
I rejoice in the spring, as though no spring ever had been.”— Pulitzer Prize-winning American poet Theodore Roethke (1908-1963), “Vernal Sentiment," in The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke (1975)
I took the image accompanying
this post two years ago, in the second week of April. We’re not quite at the
point in the spring now, but we’re getting there.
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