Monday, 29 April 2013

Spring, Ethos of Renewal

The genesis of this poem appeared in my secondary school magazine. I was aged 11 years at the time. (Are we really in 2014 already, and will I really be 68 later this year?)

Oh, my, how time flies! Scary, yes, but (as regular readers will know) I for one take reassurance in the fact that spring always follows winter…


In the air, a sense of renewal,
everywhere, bluebells
ringing out their message
of peace, love, rebirth,
imaging a passage of seasons,
(shortcut to Eternity)
where every human heart
dares share its secrets
with Earth Mother for all
that Time will (as likely as not)
get to read between 

A (far) kinder consciousness
intoning rites in the wind,
trying to magic a better future
for all humankind

Humankind shadowing nature
in its arts, achievements,
image makers come and gone;
no mere chance thing,
but a never-ending story-poem
for each human being
to tell, retell, immortalised 
(as likely as not) in archives 
revealing a hint (at least) 
of human endeavour engaging 
with the Spirit of Spring

Copyright R. N. Taber 2002; 2018

[Note: An earlier version of this poem first appeared under the title.'A Hymn to Spring' in an anthology, The Joy of Spring, Poetry Now (Forward Press) 2001 and subsequently in First Person Plural by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2002; a revised version appeared on the blog (2010); after useful critical feedback, it has since been revised a second time.]

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