Monday, 18 January 2010


The snow has gone.

It's warmer.

There are snowdrop tips showing in my garden.

The forsythia is full of buds.

At half past five it was still just a little bit light outside.

There is a beautiful thin moon rising.

The great tits have been singing their spring song.

In my book of poems by Finnish poet Lauri Viita there is a poem that uses the letter K repeatedly: its first stanza is

Kaki kukkoja kukutti
kakatti kotikanoja.
Kukin kukkea kupunen
kukoi kuin kyky kekotti.
Kaikkokenkkaala kajasti.

Imagine trying to do that in English!

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