Slack-lining: a sign of spring.
We're barely past April, but I thought I'd sneak this one in. I first read this poem when I was in grade school, and it struck a chord with me. But then, I wasn't able to find it again for years. For some reason, most people never found it appropriate to put in Robert Frost Anthologies. In fact, I had begin to doubt that it
was a Robert Frost poem. But now, with the magic of the interwebs, I found it again.
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
-Robert Frost
