Tag Archives: Spring and All

Spleen-y Ode to Spring

Posted on May 3, 2026 by jillbpearlman

Imagine wasting spring days jaundiced, brooding, noting how magnolia petals from tree nuptials became fulsome brown slurry, mucilaginous, underfoot slippery  And all Americans, scout-like, ready at any moment, have cars built to transport a casket—their neighbor, the sudden hearse of their president And when … Continue reading →

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Exactly As Spring Is, Only More So

Posted on April 30, 2023 by jillbpearlman

The April dusk bursts with metaphors.  Night had sowed magical rain, the day comes forth in pea green, yellow green, everything green. Pavement of scattered chartreuse pollen with tire marks.  The daffodils mesmerize me: tiny geese with pointed head and tucked wings … Continue reading →

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