misssylviadrake (misssylviadrake) wrote,
misssylviadrake
misssylviadrake

On the disjunction of air and landscape

Dear friends and readers,

I walked out this evening and was for another years struck by the weirdness of early spring in Virginia:

Dank chilled cold air produces lovely flowering trees. Each year I see this I remain surprised.  Pink flowering trees, tulips coming out on their boughs seen in the twilight against a grey-white sky makes for empurpled (Keatsian word) shadows and parasols and candelabras of trees.


This is last year's photo of a tree that hangs over the fence near my study window

Strange beauty from the clash,
Ellen
Tags: poetry, seasonal, women's poetry
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