If ever I saw blessing in the air
I see it now in this still early day
Where lemon-green the vaporous morning drips
Wet sunlight on the powder of my eye.
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I have always considered being born in the spring a blessing. April to me is a perfect spring smile, and this poem catches that in the line 'If ever I saw a blessing in the air...'
This has been my favourite poem since I read it at school at age 12. Now I'm pushing 50 and I still love its lyricism and optimism. And although I don't live in England any more, it seems to evoke perfectly an English spring day.
I love this poem. However, I'm rather puzzled about how to understand 'the powder of my eye' and 'my low blood scales'. I would be very appreciated if anyone could help me out. Thank you!