Archive for the ‘Edna St. Vincent Millay’ Tag

Spring — Bees On A Thistle   2 comments

Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne

Spring

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

Beauty is not enough.

You can no longer quiet me with the redness

Of little leaves opening stickily.

I know what I know.

The sun is hot on my neck as I observe

The spikes of the crocus.

The smell of the earth is good.

It is apparent that there is no death.

But what does that signify?

Not only under ground are the brains of men

Eaten by maggots.

Life in itself

Is nothing,

An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,

April

Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay 

A Mesquite Sunset   Leave a comment

A Mesquite Sunset — Image by kenne

“My god is all gods in one.
When I see a beautiful sunset,
I worship the god of Nature;
when I see a hidden action brought to light,
I worship the god of Truth;
when I see a bad man punished
and a good man go free,

I worship the god of Justice;
when I see a penitent forgiven,
I worship the god of Mercy.”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

I Will Touch A Hundred Flowers And Not Pick One   5 comments

Columbine-3199 blogImage by kenne

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

― Edna St. Vincent Millay

When a Hike Becomes A Nature Walk   Leave a comment

At first glance, you might think these two images are of the same mountain wildflower.
Wrong, my friend, with the help of fellow hiker and naturalist, David Dean,
I’m able to pass on the correct identification.

Mountain flowers have a way of slowing the pace of a hike to the pace of a nature walk, especially when hiking with very knowledgeable people — Thanks, David. 

— kenne

western dayflower (1 of 1)-2 blogWestern Dayflower, Commelina dianthifolia
(Mt. Lemmon, August 12, 2016)
— Image by kenne

Spiderwort (1 of 1) blogSpiderwort, Tradescantia
(Mt. Lemmon, August 12, 2016)
— Image by kenne

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

– Edna St. Vincent Millay

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