Monday, October 25, 2010

The Spring Returns

Part of a sonnet we read for lit. This is by Francesco Petrarch, translated by Joseph Auslander. I really like the picture in these lines (1-4).

The spring returns, the spring wind softly blowing
Sprinkles the grass with gleam and glitter of showers,
Powdering pearl and diamond, dripping with flowers,
Dropping wet flowers, dancing the winters going...

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