Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don't look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits--
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You'll never know
who's down there, frying those eggs,
if you don't get up and see.
I love the symbolism of eggs at Easter. The season is awash with
new life, renewal, second chances and blue skies. As Dove says,
"the whole sky is yours". So, embrace the glorious optimism of the
season, dear bloggy friends. Come on, shake a leg!
Rita Dove, 1952, was appointed Poet Laureate of the United States
in 1993, and received a second special appointment in 1999. Dove is
the second African American to receive the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.