Perseverance

Your Monday Vitamin

Thinking about the current political landscape, I think of that alleged ancient Chinese curse, “May you live in interesting times.” Hopefully, a little perspective will help—this poem was written over 100 years ago.

There Will Come Small Rains

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Sara Teasdale