Billy Collins

(22 March 1941 - / New York City)

Today - Poem by Billy Collins

If ever there were a spring day so perfect, so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze


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  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (8/13/2009 2:16:00 PM)

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    If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
    so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze

    that it made you want to throw
    open all the windows in the house

    and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,
    indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,

    a day when the cool brick paths
    and the garden bursting with peonies

    seemed so etched in sunlight
    that you felt like taking

    a hammer to the glass paperweight
    on the living room end table,

    releasing the inhabitants
    from their snow-covered cottage

    so they could walk out,
    holding hands and squinting

    into this larger dome of blue and white,
    well, today is just that kind of day. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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