‘Oh to be in England, now that spring is there’ (IP)

By Rhiannonw
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(… says the swallow …)
One swallow doesn’t make a spring,
but when we see one on the wing
we know that winter’s truly past
– our latitude has come at last
to warmer days, nearer the sun,
and springtime truly has begun –
with insects out of hibernation,
and many birds of skilled migration
return to grasp the insect feast,
and all the little mini-beasts
dependent on the green foundation
and flowers needing pollination
now re-appear with warmth’s reviving
igniting chemistry of living.
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What a wonderful poem of the
What a wonderful poem of the coming Spring Rhiannon.
You put into words the beauty of nature so well, I enjoyed reading a lot.
Jenny.
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Lovely, science mingling with
Lovely, science mingling with feelings. it's cold in England today - perhaps it will come tomorrow...
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I wonder if you mean
I wonder if you mean lassitude?
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Oh yes - of course, sorry.
Oh yes - of course, sorry.
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Lovely poem about busy spring
Lovely poem about busy Spring filled with hopefulness, most of which goes on just now unseen.
Enjoyed reading, and feeling positive for it.
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A splendid way of presenting
A splendid way of presenting in deep thoughts a natural phenomenon.
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
I hadn't thought about insects hibernating, but I suppose they do, as you don't see them buzzing around much in the winter. I like your poem's scientific feel - like igniting chemistry of living.
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