“Today” by Billy Collins

If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze

that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house

and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,

a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden sprouting tulips

seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking

a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,

releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage

so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting

into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.

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6 Responses to “Today” by Billy Collins

  1. Beth Hoffman says:

    What a perfect poem for spring. Oh, how I love Billy Collins.

    Happy weekend to you and yours, Carrie!

  2. Trisha
    Twitter: Trish422
    says:

    Billy Collins is one of the 5 modern poets I have on the shelves. Great choice!

  3. Vasilly
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    says:

    Love this poem!