Monday, April 30, 2007

tail end of april

Hey Beauties:

Well, between tax season, end of semester stuff and presenting papers at conferences your humble poet has been underground on the blog scene, even though it's pretrty underground as it is...

Here's a poem to belatedly wish you a happy season via It's pretty old school, but hey, so is Spring!

Back in a minute in the month of flowers. I'm so happy the sun is out!


From you have I been absent in the spring... (Sonnet 98)
by William Shakespeare

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odor and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.

Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.

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