Vernal verse

A poem beginning ‘Goodbye, Winter’, an opening line used by MacNeice

Goodbye, Winter,

The dewdrop on the crocus

Like a crystal ball

Comes slowly into focus.

When the cuckoo calls,

How shall I be stirred?

With a merry major

Or mournful, minor third?

When the droning bee

Comes hovering on the wing,

Will he bring me nectar

Or will he bring a sting?

This alone seems clear:

No matter good or bad,

Inquiring of a dewdrop

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