As the weather gets better and spring claws its way back from winter's angry grip, we can get out and enjoy the fresh air and sunshine more often. And, as Gene Guntzel points out in this week's poem, you never know who you might meet on the way ...
Go For a Brisk Walk
by Gene Guntzel
Go for a brisk walk every day
Either around dawn or sunset
And you may run into Chopin or Monet,
Charlotte Bronte or a mysterious brunette
Who turns out to be Maria Callas.
Bessie Smith, Jack Benny, you never knew,
The Duke of Earl slipping away from the palace,
Kafka and his fiancée strolling in the snow.
Melville whose book you meant to read,
Cornelius Vanderbilt, Princess Diana, Van Gogh,
Out walking, despite all they’ve been through.
“To comprehend a nectar requires sorest need,”
Said Emily Dickinson. (She’s here, too.)
Life is hard. Oh Lord, the miseries we bear
And yet it’s good to get out in the open air.
Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend ... preferably while enjoying a nice walk.
More thoughts coming.
Bilbo
1 comment:
I find it hard to put nice and walk together. Good for you walk. Exercise walk. Walk to the ice cream store!
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