Dear March

Dear March - Come in - 

       

Dear March - Come in -

How glad I am 

I hoped for you before -

Put down your Hat -        

You must have walked -

How out of Breath you are -        

Dear March, how are you, and the Rest -

Did you leave Nature well -        

Oh March, Come right upstairs with me -

I have so much to tell -

I got your Letter, and the Birds -        

The Maples never knew that you were coming -

I declare - how Red their Faces grew -                

But March, forgive me -        

And all those Hills you left for me to Hue -        

There was no Purple suitable -        

You took it all with you -                

 

Who knocks? That April -

Lock the Door –

I will not be pursued -

He stayed away a year, to call

When I am occupied -

But trifles look so trivial

As soon as you have come,

That blame is just as dear as praise

And praise as mere as blame.

—Emily Dickinson

March On

Well, that was interesting. February just flew by and my best intentions to post more fell to the wayside in lieu of work and other daily issues. March promises to be busy but in a good way with theatre to attend, more Hitchcock films and the Oscars to watch, decorating ideas to start implementing in my studio, and yes, loads of books to be read. It's also my birthday month so March has a special meaning for me. Here's to a new month and the official arrival of spring in a few weeks, which couldn't come soon enough (more snow tomorrow; ugh).

Hello March

Hello March. A very important month around here what with the official arrival of spring, Easter celebrations, and my birthday to look forward to. As for this weekend, I plan on taking in a triple feature at Film Forum (part of the 1933 series) and getting some much needed sleep. Have a wonderful weekend everyone!

Image from the New York Public Library.

Merry March

Welcome March! As to be expected, it's windy and cold today. But spring is just around the corner as is a trip abroad and my birthday so there is much to look forward to in the days ahead.

Image from the New York Public Library.