As is typical, I haven't really thought too much on a revision for my words in the previous post. I think it's just that when the most pressing stuff at home that must get done during the week happens, my poetry and other hobbies sometimes have to wait. But I have been reading more poetry this month than I have in previous months.

Tonight I had some free time in the evening and I wrote some thoughts on paper that might become a poem. The words had to do with time, timelessness and spring. I'm too tired, though, to post anything more right now.

I had wanted to post a pretty sounding song and Loreena McKennitt immediately came to mind. When I first heard Loreena's music, the way she sang "The Highwayman" would get stuck in my head because her voice was so beautiful. I don't think I'd remembered the poem by Alfred Noyes at that time. And when I listened to her sing this song I didn't even try to understand the sad lyrics (which have usually been important to me) that I now know. Her voice told me. And it was her voice and the way she sang the song that I could remember.


Here it is: