by Prasanta | May 26, 2018 | Beauty, flowers, Poetry, Quotes, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes. I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration Of...
by Prasanta | May 17, 2018 | Beauty, Poetry, Quotes, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized
In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning,...
by Prasanta | May 1, 2018 | Beauty, Nature, Poetry, poets, Spring, Uncategorized
May Day by Sara Teasdale A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Red small leaves of the maple Are clenched like a hand, Like girls at their first communion The pear trees stand. Oh I must pass nothing by...
by Prasanta | May 15, 2016 | Poetry, Quotes, Spring
“For winter’s rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green...
