Tree and stone glittered, without shadows.
My finger-length grew lucent as glass.
I started to bud like a March twig:
An arm and a leg, an arm, a leg.
From stone to cloud, so I ascended.
Sylvia Plath
March
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“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold:
when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” –Â Charles DickensÂ
As through the poplar’s gusty spire
The March wind sweeps and sings,
I sit beside the hollow fire,
And dream familiar things;
Old memories wake, faint echoes make
A murmur of dead Springs…
“Long Ago,” in Chambers’s Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art
Conducted by William and Robert Chambers, 1868
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”  ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
Maverick Mist 