tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603462.post1595395015766033069..comments2023-11-03T11:07:53.640-04:00Comments on Laughing Wild: National Poetry Monthmaurinskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04398559432565869750noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603462.post-28815330363921213532008-04-09T18:21:00.000-04:002008-04-09T18:21:00.000-04:00The two best seasons in New England are the two br...The two best seasons in New England are the two briefest seasons. Spring is glorious and enchanting; Autumn is melancholy and comfortable. <BR/><BR/>Summer lasts for 4 months, and it's either too cold to do any summer activities or it's so hot and humid that you consider sleeping in a tub of ice water.<BR/><BR/>Winter lasts for 6 months, and it has its perks - the first snowfall is always magical, but the many layers and the cold and the heating bills get tiresome very quickly.maurinskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04398559432565869750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603462.post-74616184068501433472008-04-09T17:21:00.000-04:002008-04-09T17:21:00.000-04:00I like this one, and I agree with Bee. I never re...I like this one, and I agree with Bee. I never really understood the big deal about spring until I experienced one in New England.<BR/><BR/>It truly is a re-birth, and I can understand why the ancients worshiped the rebirth of the sun.<BR/><BR/>MB - Your Yeats post at Kona's is appropriate for the times, no?Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603462.post-15665341388310172322008-04-09T12:02:00.000-04:002008-04-09T12:02:00.000-04:00i just posted a yeats. thanks for the reminder.i just posted a yeats. thanks for the reminder.The Minstrel Boyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00697821546165315014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603462.post-6142162802297700622008-04-09T00:53:00.000-04:002008-04-09T00:53:00.000-04:00I would love to see a Northeastern spring . . . yo...I would love to see a Northeastern spring . . . you really pay for it in winter; but then there's the payback.<BR/><BR/>In Texas now there is a sultry fug that foretells savage summer. I'm starting to feel glad that I will be returning to England -- back to my "cold familiar wind."<BR/><BR/>Isn't it nice to share some poetry around our little corner of the blogosphere? I will remember you always from your opening salvo: poetry can make me weep.Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.com