There are signs of spring everywhere. The first natural flowers, they are especially welcome.
We went to a nearby lake and the nearby forest to have a look at what is to be discovered. A lot, a lot.
(Posting title is from the poem Introduction to Poetry by Billy Collins.)
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Pine Coppices
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... But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Love that poem!
@PB: I thought it was an ordinary poem... until I got to the end.
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