"Rich meanings
of the prophet-Spring adorn,
Unseen, this colourless sky of folded showers,
And folded winds; no blossom in the bowers;
A poet's face asleep in this grey morn.
Now in the midst of the old world forlorn
A mystic child is set in these still hours.
I keep this time, even before the flowers,
Sacred to all the young and the unborn."
- Alice Meynell, In February
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February Forest with Sheep By Diana Harrison |
"Surely as cometh
the Winter, I know
There are Spring violets under the snow."
- R. H. Newell
February Gardening Chores - Links
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