Sunday, February 15, 2026

February / Ina Coolbrith


February

Newly wedded, and happy quite,
    Careless alike of wind and weather,
Two wee birds, from a merry flight,
    Swing in the tree-top, sing together:
Love to them, in the wintry hour,
Summer and sunshine, bud and flower!

So, belovéd, when skies are sad,
    Love can render their sombre golden;
A thought of thee, and the day is glad
    As a rose in the dewy dawn unfolden;
And away, away, on passionate wings,
My heart like a bird at thy window sings!

~~
Ina Coolbrith (1841-1928)
from
The Golden Gate, and other poems, 1895

[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]


Tatiana Gerus, Russian blue tit and great tit, 2011. CC BY-SA 2.0, Wikimedia Commons.

No comments:

Post a Comment