Such a lovely day, and yet... The sun is bright. The clouds
Are widely scattered. Our magnolia blooms, as do
The red buds and the pears. The distant trees are hazy green.
It's spring, but there's ferocious wind. The air's not even
Close to warm; a disappointment, like the message I have
Written to my friend. Though I expressed sincere affection,
I said we can't meet.