SPRING: A Vernal Eulogy As sunlight fattens the hours of each day and night whispers softly while count less creatures rivet, hum, coo, croak, croon, 'n yelp in desires to mate the air turns rip e with the fragrance of blossoms as thick cotton c louds congeal into thunderheads as st reams swell from copious rains the land turns lush in explosions of col or as the earth be comes green again! An-Yi: (Sighing) You know, I'm lost. The private exultations of most poets are indecipherable. Daiki: Perhaps the best way to understand poem is to envision it in terms of your own experience. You enjoy spring, right? An-Yi: (shrugging her shoulders) Yeah. Daiki: And don't you sometimes feel giddy when surrounded by fragrant blossoms? An-Yi: (impatiently) Sure – that's a typical reaction! Daiki: Well, the rest of the poem is just filler: that feeling of freshness is all that counts. ===================================================================================== from _Pan-Asian Pulses: Poetry, Art, and Dialogs about Asia_ by T Newfields SUMMARY: A poem about spring and discussion about poetics. KEYWORDS: spring giddiness, vernal paean, spring eulogy Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955) Begun: 2002 in Nagoya, Japan ≜ Finished: 2018 in Yokohama, Japan Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted < LAST http://www.tnewfields.info/BambooGroves/along.htm TOC http://www.tnewfields.info/BambooGroves/index.html NEXT > http://www.tnewfields.info/BambooGroves/exor.htm TRANSLATIONS ESPAÑOL: http://www.tnewfields.info/es/primavera.htm NIHONGO: http://www.tnewfields.info/jp/haru.htm ZHŌNGWÉN: http://www.tnewfields.info/zh/chunshi.htm