Today

Today


If ever there were a spring day so perfect,

so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze



that it made you want to throw

open all the windows in the house



and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,

indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,



a day when the cool brick paths

and the garden bursting with peonies



seemed so etched in sunlight

that you felt like taking



a hammer to the glass paperweight

on the living room end table,



releasing the inhabitants

from their snow-covered cottage



so they could walk out,

holding hands and squinting



into this larger dome of blue and white,

well, today is just that kind of day.

- Billy Collins