A Light exists in Spring
not present on the year
at any other period --
when March is scarcely here.
--Emily Dickinson
As Emily Dickinson suggests, a new light starts to appear near winter's end, at first imperceptible, but a little brighter, longer and fuller as March proceeds. It has the feel of a different light, something newly born, not reborn.
Ms. Dickinson continues...
A color stands abroad
on solitary fields
that science cannot overtake
but human nature feels.
We feel the light and its restorative qualities and we almost don't realize that we are gradually feeling good - the darkness is passing and light and color are seeping into our consciousness. New plants start to emerge and green lightly tints the world.
With the new light and color, I'm feeling the spring of Spring's step and becoming reinvigorated--reviewing my projects, tackling my WIP--and while new growth is pushing forth in the garden, I am going to cultivate new ideas and dig up new stories.
I've just taken out a retelling of a legend that's been sitting in a drawer for a couple of years and I'm working on an idea from my light bulb list of bright thoughts for a new PB.
What does the new light of spring bring to you?
I'm hoping to use it to craft a new work with the lyricism of a spring morning and that my work will blossom with the fruit of spring's promise.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
New Light
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I LOVE spring--the blossoms, the colors, the air, the new life. As far as writing, though, it kind of takes me away, because I want to go outside, not be stuck in front of a computer. Solution? bring my work outside--write in long-hand, the old-fashioned way.
ReplyDeleteTricia: I'm with you. When spring hits, my garden calls to me. I like your idea to bring my work outside, and write in view of my flower beds. I could use some perennial inspiration!
ReplyDeleteOkay, in spring I have the urge to do a real house clearing out. Anything useless goes. I used to tease my kids to stay out of my way when the urge hit, or else . . .
ReplyDeleteThis spring urge also applies to my file drawers. I read those old stories and anything that isn't worth being reborn is ditched.
Lilacs, flowering crabs, snowball bushes -- can't wait. But let's forget the wasps waking up.
ReplyDeleteMarcia: I must say, I love the phrase "flowering crabs." Can't you just picture a bunch of crustraceans, skittering around, with pink flowers growing out of their shells?
ReplyDeleteYou're right about the insects though. May the wasps and skeeters be enough to get me back indoors--physically and mentally--to write.
Tricia and Janice,
ReplyDeleteGreat idea to take the work outside where new ideas may flow.
Gale,
Like the thought of spring house cleaning the drawers!
Marcia,
Yes - the wasps - have to watch for them and all the pesky problems in the manuscript.
Janice,
Always love yout take on the play of words. I can see the pink crabs crawling!