Thank you, Chris, for posting this lovely video of Neil Gaiman reading his poem “Instructions”, © 2000 (from: A Wolf at the Door). It’s about what to do if you find yourself inside a fairytale. Good instructions for real life, really, as Jan pointed out today.
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true —
I love April, I love you.
To me, Ogden Nash captured the quicksilver without which love is simply impossible.
“sweet spring is your” by e e cummings from 1×1 (1944) is under copyright, so here are just the first two verses:
“sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for spring time is lovetime
and viva sweet love”
(all the merry little birds are
flying in the floating in the
very spirits singing in
are winging in the blossoming)
He must have been listening to the birds as he wrote it. And maybe he was listening to Wienerwalzer, too.