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A poem for a houseblogger's pocket



Poem in Your Pocket Day is on Friday, April 27. Another homebody with a view of Prospect Park (above) brought to mind the following possibility from Miss Emily Dickinson, a fellow soul in terms of what we might call nest-ambivalence.

THE ROBIN is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried, few, express reports
When March is scarcely on.


The robin is the one
That overflows the noon
With her cherubic quantity,
An April but begun.


The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.

                                                --Emily Dickinson, Complete Poems

CrazyStable Bonus Link: If tender tales of flawed houses and souls (and bodies) under renovation strike a chord for you, here is a wonderful story in the Washington Post Magazine's Spring home and design issue, about a young couple who took out a mortgage on the farmhouse of their dreams and got way more than they bargained for. Author Kelly McMasters gets a CrazyStable shout-out for combining themes of mice, mortality, and mortage in a scary, funny, wise tale.

Posted on Thursday, April 26, 2007 at 10:57AM by Registered CommenterBrenda from Brooklyn | Comments1 Comment

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How sweet! we have a robin's nest in the bush at the corner of our porch. The eggs are in (though down to two now from three, not sure what got to it), and we hope everything else survives so that we get to keep watch on the babies!
April 26, 2007 at 11:51AM | Unregistered CommenterLeslie

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