Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Fickle Skies

From Robert Frost's Two Tramps in Mud Time

The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
when the sun is out and the wind is still
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak
a cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
a wind comes off the frozen peak
and you're two months back in the middle of March.

Frost was, of course, a New Englander and he had it down pat. This is what we've been living with for most of a month now and it's got the whole of April to go. Fickleness is both tiring and irritating whether in weather or people. You don't know what coat or jacket to put on and if you forget your hat you'll want it badly. With fickle people you can't know what they'll say or do next and you can't rely on them to do what they say. The most famous example of a public opinion about fickleness is the Duke's aria in Rigoletto, the famous "la donna es mobile." This is usually translated, "woman is fickle." In fact, of course, it's the Duke who's so fickle. Some changeability adds spice to life -- including weather. Isn't the occasional snow storm lovely to look at? But it's too much when one follows another as it did this year for much of the country. Isn't a sudden summer thunder storm just the thing to add a bit of drama to the too sweet perfection of a summer day? But I'm downright tired of the changeable weather now, I long for warm spring days with golden forsythia and dancing tulips.


Jonas said...

Hmmmm...don't know where to begin. Riff on Robert Frost, Rigoletto or the vagaries of spring?

Well, since I pulled out my well-worn tome of "The Poetry of Robert Frost" I thought I'd simply list my favorites:

Wind and Window Flower
The Telephone
Dust or Snow
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Tree at My Window
Acquaintanced with the Night
They Were Welcome to Their Belief
The Silken Tent
Our Hold on the Planet
A Question

I rather like Robert Frost, Rigoletto and the vagaries of spring.

June Calender said...

Thanks, Jonas. I like Frost and Rigoletto but the vaguries of spring, as stated in the blog, are wearing on my temperament.