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It is a Matter of Time – #JusJoJan 2023


Welcome to day twenty-two of Just Jot It January for 2023. Today’s word is seasonal.


Today I was inspired to write an acrostic poem.

Spring seems distant

Evasive and quiet

A veil of winter

Silently covers her as she lies in wait ready to

Orchestrate her annual rebirth

Nature has her own timeframe

Alone she wields her magic urging the

Lilacs to bloom again


Written as part of Linda Hill’s JusJoJan.

Prompt word today (seasonal) submitted by Kaye from Kaye Spencer.

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One Liner Wednesday – More Spring

I wish you could be here to smell spring and see her with butterflies in her hair.

(Have I mentioned how much I love spring?)


One liner Wednesday is brought to us each week by the lovely Linda Hill. Please visit Linda’s blog to read the rules, read other one liners, and possibly join in the fun!

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One Liner Wednesday – Wildflowers

“What a lonely place it would be to have a world without a wildflower!”
Roland R Kemler

We saw our first hummingbird today so I put the feeder out. Spring has officially hit her stride. The rose-breasted grosbeaks cannot be far behind. And look what is blooming in the woods!

 

 


One liner Wednesday is brought to us each week by the lovely Linda Hill. Please visit Linda’s blog to read the rules, read other one liners, and possibly join in the fun!

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Monday Missive – A Time of Change

I don’t know about you, but there is more to focus on these days than I have the mental capacity to undertake. I prioritize and try to maintain a modicum of positivity as I look forward to change.

  • I am still riding high on the tails of our first visit with family. We may get a chance to hug two of our grandchildren and my son this coming weekend.  I am more than excited for the possibility but will discuss the boundaries before we proceed. We will definitely take a little Easter surprise for them to enjoy.
  • After our last few days of on again off again rain and storms, spring is coming on with a vengeance. It is as if azalea buds happened overnight. I am anxious to plant our garden but with predictions of lows in the high 20° F range, I will wait even if impatiently.
  • Even though the date for filing Federal taxes is delayed this year as are our state taxes, our state tax payment dates are not. So, we must first complete complete the Federal so no delay for us.
  • As of this coming Wednesday, all of our children are now eligible to receive the vaccine. In our latest video chat with our youngest granddaughter, she was beside herself to think we will get to hug her soon! This time has been so hard on the little ones.
  • Last night we dropped off our cars to be inspected. This is an annual requirement to insure your vehicle is road safe. They are following Covid protocols so everything is no contact. They sanitize the car when the inspection is complete so all we need to do is pick them up. Easy.
  • Yes, there is a lot going on in the world and unfortunately it is not always good. There  are good things we can do, though. I hope you all continue to line up for your shot, mask up when going out, and stay safe. Let’s get through this thing!
  • Here’s a little spring for you to enjoy!

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Song Lyric Sunday – Spring and Fall: To a Young Child

The prompt from Jim:

This week we have bouncing related prompts of Hop/Jump/Leap/Pounce/Spring, and the song that you choose must contain one of these prompt words in either the title or the lyrics.


My song technically does meet what Jim intended this week, but it does contain one of the prompt words. I was rather moved by the back story and the artist, so I am going with it. Since the song deals with birth and death, i feel like the second definition below is fitting.

From Webster:

verb

1. move or jump suddenly or rapidly upward or forward.
2. originate or arise from.

Natalie Merchant released “Spring and Fall: To a Young Child”  on the album “Leave Your Sleep” in 2010 – 17 years after she left 10,000 Maniacs. The album was to be a reflection of the conversations she had with her daughter over the first six years of her life.

The music on this album was adapted from American and British poets from the 19th and 20th century. This song came from a poem of the same title written by Gerard Manley Hopkins, a Victorian era poet and Jesuit priest.

From Songfacts.com:

After the birth of her only child, Lucia, former 10,000 Maniacs singer Natalie Merchant began researching, writing and recording Leave Your Sleep, a 26-track collection of music adapted from 19th and 20th century British and American poetry about childhood. “I’ve also been really intrigued about setting other people’s words to music, rather than my own,” Merchant told Billboard magazine. She added that the project began as a “lullaby record” and slowly transitioned into an album about childhood in general. “At that point my kid was already 5 years old and was asking questions like, ‘What happens when we die?'” she said. “I wanted to be able to answer those questions musically.”

The song is derived from a poem by Victorian Catholic Gerard Manley Hopkins. Merchant recalled to The Sunday Times March 28th, 2010: “The first time I read it, it made me cry and I didn’t know why. It really touched my core.”

Merchant added that when she read a letter from Hopkins to his friend Robert Bridges suggesting that Spring and Fall “‘deserves a plainsong melody,’ it felt like he was reaching out to me through time and space. He died [just before he turned] 45. I’ve just turned 46

Death is a difficult topic for all of us, but finding a way to explain it to a child can be even more difficult. This is what Hopkins is writing about in this poem so it can be seen and felt as rather melancholy. I remember well the confusion I felt when my grandfather passed away. It is a feeling that never left me.

Spring and Fall: To a Young Child
Lyrics from Songfacts.com

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, lake the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?

Ah! As the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;

And yet you wall weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrows springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed

What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It as the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

Writer/s: DP, NATALIE MERCHANT
Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing


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