“The heart is not so light at first, /But heavy like a bough in spring”


(poetry diary 37) We went to another small fair yesterday, where there was a good band playing folk music and an older, probably crazy man dancing happily at the side of the stage, which is why I picked this poem for today….I think the giph above illustrates the poem below better than my anecdote does, though.

Song from a Country Fair

When tunes jigged nimbler than the blood
And quick and high the bows would prance
And every fiddle string would burst


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