"The wind is
tossing the lilacs,
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May."
- Sara
Teasdale, May
"A swarm of bees in May
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly."
- Rhyme from England
"May and June. Soft syllables, gentle
names for the two best months in the garden year: cool, misty
mornings gently burned away with a warming spring sun, followed by breezy afternoons and chilly nights.
The discussion of philosophy is over; it's time for work to begin."
- Peter Loewer
"The world's
favorite season is the spring.
All things seem possible in May."
- Edwin Way Teale
"Be like a flower
and turn your face to the sun."
- Kahlil Gibran
"What potent blood hath modest May."
- Ralph W. Emerson
"Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie."
- George Herbert, Virtue
"Spring rain
leaking through the roof
dripping from the wasps' nest."
- Matsuo Basho
by Judith Couchman 
by Donald Norfork 
by Pamela Woods
"Don't knock the
weather: nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation
if it didn't change once in a while."
- Kin Hubbard
"By the time one is eighty, it is said, there is no longer a
tug of war in the garden with the May flowers
hauling like mad against the claims of the other months. All is at last in balance and all is serene.
The gardener is usually dead, of course."
- Henry Mitchell, The Essential Earthman
"If it's drama that you sigh for,
plant a garden and you'll get it.
You will know the thrill of battle
fighting foes that will beset it.
If you long for entertainment and
for pageantry most glowing, plant
a garden and this summer spend
your time with green things growing."
- Edward A. Guest,
Plant
a Garden
by Tessa Evelegh
by Helen Thompson
by Ellen Evert Hopman 
by Yasmine Galenorn
by Galina Krasskova 
by Fritjof Capra
"'Tis like the birthday of the world,
When earth was born in bloom;
The light is made of many dyes,
The air is all perfume:
There's crimson buds, and white and blue,
The very rainbow showers
Have turned to blossoms where they fell,
And sown the earth with flowers."
- Thomas Hood
"In somer when
the shawes be sheyne,
And leves be large and long,
Hit is full merry in feyre foreste
To here the foulys song.
To see the dere
draw to the dale
And leve the hilles hee,
And shadow him in the leves grene
Under the green-wode tree.
Hit
befell on Whitsontide
Early in a May mornyng,
The Sonne up faire can shyne,
And the briddis mery can syng."
- Anonymous, May in the Green Wode, 15h Century
"cottonwood fluff
stuck to dry weeds -
silent wind chimes"
- Michael Garofalo,
Cuttings
"You are as
welcome as the flowers in May."
- Charles Macklin
"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 come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March."
- Robert Frost
"O day after day we can't
help growing older.
Year after year spring can't help seeming younger.
Come let's enjoy our winecup today,
Nor pity the flowers fallen."
- Wang Wei, On Parting with Spring
"The month of May was come, when every
lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit;
for like as herbs
and trees bring forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart
that is in
any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds. For it giveth unto all lovers courage,
that lusty month of May."
- Sir Thomas Malory, Le Morte d'Arthur
'But I
must gather knots of flowers,
And buds and garlands gay,
For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother,
I'm to be Queen o' the May.'
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
"May is a pious fraud of the almanac."
- James R. Lowell
"The young
May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna's grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
Then awake! -- the heavens look bright, my dear,
'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!"
- Thomas Moore, The Young
May Moon
"The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh."
- Philip Larkin, The Trees
by Nichole Faires 
by Carleen Madigan 
by Bret Markham
by Kathy Harrison
"Now every field
is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; now the woods put forth their
blossoms, and the year assumes its gay attire."
- Virgil
"What is now the foliage moving?
Air is still, and hush'd the
breeze,
Sultriness, this fullness loving,
Through the thicket, from the
trees.
Now the eye at once gleams brightly,
See! the infant band with mirth
Moves and dances nimbly, lightly,
As the morning gave it birth,
Flutt'ring two and two o'er
earth."
- Wolfgang Goethe,
May
1815
"There is no season such delight can
bring,
As summer, autumn, winter and the spring."
- William Browne
"What is
so sweet and dear
As a prosperous morn in May,
The confident prime of the day,
And the dauntless youth of the year,
When nothing that asks for bliss,
Asking aright, is denied,
And half of the world a bridegroom is,
And half of the world a bride?"
- William Watson, Ode in May, 1880
"The new earth quickens
as you rise.
The May Queen is waiting.
Feel the pulsing ground call you to journey,
To know the depths of your desire.
The May Queen is waiting.
Moving through the night, the bright moon's flight.
In green and silver on the plain.
She waits for you to return again.
Do not keep Her waiting.
Her temper stings if you refuse to taste Her honey.
Surrender as enchantment brings
The first light of dawning.
Move with Her in sacred dance, through fear to feeling.
Bringing ecstasy to those who dare.
Living earth is breathing.
Loving through the night in the bright moonlight,
As seedlings open with the rain.
She'll long for you to return again.
Do not keep Her waiting."
- Ruth Barren, The May
Queen is Waiting
"I found a strawberry blossom in a rock.
I uprooted it rashly and felt as if I had been committing
an outrage, so I planted it again."
- Dorothy Wordsworth
Maypole dancing
"Sap which mounts, and flowers which thrust,
Your childhood is a bower:
Let my fingers wander in the moss
Where glows the rosebud
Let me among the clean grasses
Drink the drops of dew
Which sprinkle the tender flower"
- Paul Verlaine, Spring
"Spring -
an experience in
immortality."
- Henry D. Thoreau
"The year is ended, and it only adds to my
age;
Spring has come, but I must take leave of my home.
Alas, that the trees in this easter garden,
Without me, will still bear flowers."
- Su Ting, circa 700 CE
"Well, spring
sprang. We've had our state of grace and our little gift of sanctioned
madness,
courtesy of Mother Nature. Thanks, Gaia. Much obliged.
I guess it's time to get back to
that daily routine of living we like to call
normal."
- David Assael
"A little Madness in
the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King."
- Emily Dickinson
"I think that no matter how old or infirm I
may become,
I will always plant a large garden
in the spring. Who can
resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from
participating
in nature's rebirth?"
- Edward Giobbi
"The fields are snowbound no longer;
There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green.
The snow has been caught up into the sky--
So many white clouds--and the blue of the sky is cold.
Now the sun walks in the forest,
He touches the bows and stems with his golden fingers;
They shiver, and wake from slumber.
Over the barren branches he shakes his yellow curls.
Yet is the forest full of the sound of tears....
A wind dances over the fields.
Shrill and clear the sound of her waking laughter,
Yet the little blue lakes tremble
And the flags of tenderest green bend and quiver."
- Katherine Mansifield, Very Early Spring
"It is the thirtieth of May,
the thirtieth of November,
a beginning or an end,
we are moving into the solstice
and there is so much here
I still do not understand."
- Adrienne Rich, Toward the Solstice
"The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
The happy earth looks at the sky
And sings."
- Joyce Kilmer, Spring
"The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven—
All's right with the world!"
- Robert Browning, The Year's at the Spring
"Oh! that we two were Maying
Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
Like children with violets playing,
In the shade of the whispering trees."
- Charles Kingsley
"People ask me
what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do.
I stare out the window and wait for spring."
- Rogers Hornsby
"The country
ever has a lagging Spring,
Waiting for May to call its violets forth,
And June its roses--showers and sunshine bring,
Slowly, the deepening verdure o'er the earth;
To put their foliage out, the woods are slack,
And one by one the singing-birds come back.
Within the city's bounds the time of flowers
Comes earlier. Let a mild and sunny day,
Such as full often, for a few bright hours,
Breathes through the sky of March the airs of May,
Shine on our roofs and chase the wintry gloom--
And lo! our borders glow with sudden bloom."
- William
Cullen Bryant, Spring in Town, 1850
"Hoe while it is
spring, and enjoy the best anticipations.
It is not much matter if things do not turn out well."
- Charles Dudley Warner
"Sweet May hath come to love us,
Flowers, trees, their blossoms don;
And through the blue heavens above us
The very clouds move on."
- Heinrich Heine, Book of Songs
"Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
And mid-May's eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves."
- John Keats
"Now the bright
morning-star, Day’s harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Mirth, and youth, and warm desire!
Woods and groves are of thy dressing;
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long."
- John
Milton, Song on a May Morning, 1660
"I sing of brooks, of
blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, or June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of the bridal cakes."
- Robert Herrick, Hesperides, 1648
"An optimist is the human personification of
spring."
- Susan J. Bissonette
"The name for the
month of 'May' has been believed to derive from 'Maia', who was revered as the Roman 'Goddess of Springtime, of Growth and Increase', and the mother of 'Mercury', the winged messenger of the Gods.
Yet this is disputed as before these deities featured in mythology the
name 'Maius' or 'Magius', taken from the root 'Mag', meaning the 'Growing
month' or 'Shooting month' was used."
-
May
Mystical World Wide Web
"Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to
bloom."
- Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
by Anthony Huxley
by Ben Eric van Wyk 
by National Geographic
by Matthew Biggs
by Ben Eric van Wyk 
by John Vaughan
by Elizabeth Schneider
"The seasons are
what a symphony ought to be: four perfect movements in harmony with each
other."
- Arthur Rubenstein
"There is some speculation that Beltane and May
Day is related to the ancient Roman festival of Floralia. According to the
about.com article, this was "a six-day party in honor of Flora, the goddess of
Spring and Flowers, the Floralia was a time of singing, dancing and feasting in
the ancient capital." Dressed in bright colors in imitation of spring flowers,
citizens would decorate the entire city with fresh blooms. "Hares and goats,
symbols of fertility, would be let loose in gardens as protectors of Flora, and
great singing and stomping would be heard in order to wake up Spring." Of
course, dancing is a large part of May Day celebrations as well. Apparently,
Flora was also the patron of prostitutes, and during this festival the Roman
"working girls" participated enthusiastically, performing naked in theatres and
taking part in gladiatorial events. The themes of fertility and sexuality are
obviously still very much associated with Beltane and May Day amongst modern
pagans... but let's look more closely at the ancient history of Beltane in the
British Isles.
First of all, the origin of the name "Beltane" is disputed. The holiday was also
known as "Roodmass" in England and "Walpurgisnacht" in Germany. Alternately
spelled Bealtaine, Beltaine, and any number of Gaelic derived-spellings, it is
also the Irish word for the month of May, and is said to mean anything from "Bel-fire"
Feast of the god Bel" to "bright fire." Janet and Stewart Farrar, in Eight
Sabbats for Witches offer an excellent tracing of the holiday's Irish roots,
and particularly the European fire-god Belenus whom they believe this festival
is named for (a name possible traced back to Baal, the bible's only pagan god,
whose name simply means "Lord"). Ronald Hutton states that since the Celtic word
"bel" means bright or fortunate, this is adequate to explain the translation as
being "lucky fire" or "bright fire."
- Peg Aloi,
You
Call It May Day, We Call It Beltane
"When April steps aside for May,
Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten;
Fresh violets open every day:
To some new bird each hour we listen."
- Lucy Larcom
"Let us fill urns
with rose-leaves in May
And hive the the trifty sweetness for December!"
- Edward Bulwer Lytton
"The unmulched garden looks to me like some
naked thing
which for one reason or another
would be better off
with a few clothes on.
- Ruth Stout
"May! Queen of
blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers?"
- Lord Edward
Thurlow, May
“It's spring fever.... You
don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes
your heart ache, you want it so!”
- Mark Twain
"sultry evening
the curtain sways slightly
scent of gardenia "
- Victor Gendrano 3
"For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins."
- Algernon Charles Swinburne, 1890
"We know the past but cannot control it.
We control the future but cannot know it."
- Claude Shannon
"Winds of May,
that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee
From furrow to furrow, while overhead
The foam flies up to be garlanded,
In silvery arches spanning the air,
Saw you my true love anywhere?
Welladay! Welladay!
For the winds of May!
Love is unhappy when love is away!"
- James Joyce, Winds
of May
"Oh! come to see me, when
the soft warm May
Bids all my boughs their gay embroidery
wear,
In my bright season's transitory day,
While my young perfume loads the enamoured air.
Oh, come to see me, when the sky is blue,
And backs my spangles with an azure
ground.
While the thick ivy bosses clustering through,
See their dark tufts with silvery circlets
crowned.
Then be the Spring in all its pomp arrayed,
the lilac's blossom, the laburnum's blaze,
Nature hath reared beyond this Hawthorn glade
No fairer alter to her Maker's praise."
- George W.F. Howard, On a Hawthorn Tree, 1864
"In your neat garden iris
grows
Bright yellow, mauve - in stately rows.
This one you’ve picked’s a lovely thing,
I know it brightens up our spring.
But in the forest, springtime’s child,
A purple iris growing wild,
Can melt my heart as spring melts snow,
It’s spoilt me for the sort you grow!"
- Jude, Wild Iris
"Green is the
fresh emblem of well founded hopes. In blue the spirit can wander, but in
green it can rest."
- Mary Webb
by Harold Feinstein
by Nancy J. Ondra
by Grahame Clarke
"Everything is blooming most
recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night."
- Rainer Maria Rilke
"The wood is decked in light green leaf.
The swallow twitters in delight.
The lonely vine sheds joyous tears
Of interwoven dew and light.
Spring weaves a gown of green to clad
The mountain height and wide-spread field.
O when wilt thou, my native land,
In all thy glory stand revealed?"
- Ilia Chavchavadze, Spring
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious
April, winter chilling the lap of very May;
but at length the season of summer does come."
- Thomas Carlyle
"Ye may trace my step o'er the
wakening earth,
By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,
By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass,
By the green leaves opening as I pass."
- Felicia Hemans
"In the marvelous month of May
when all the buds were bursting,
then in my heart did
love arise.
In the marvelous month of May
when all the birds were singing,
then did I reveal to her
my yearning and longing."
- Henirich Heine
"Ah! my heart is weary waiting,
Waiting for the May:
Waiting for the pleasant rambles
Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles,
Where the woodbine alternating,
Scent the dewy way;
Ah! my heart is weary, waiting,
Waiting for the May."
- Denis Florence McCarthy, Summer Longings
"Spring is God's way of saying,
'One more time!' "
- Robert Orben
"For, as when the red-cheeked, dancing girls, April and May, trip home to the
wintry, misanthropic
woods; even the barest, ruggedest, most thunder-cloven old
oak will at least send forth some few
green sprouts, to welcome such
glad-hearted visitants . . ."
- Herman Melville
by Knut Hamsun 
by Elizabeth Stell 
by Jeff Lowenfels 
by James Nardi 
by Christin Ditchfield 
by Helmut Kohnke 
by William Bryant Logan
"Besides
this May
We know
There is Another—
How fair
Our Speculations of the Foreigner!
Some know Him whom We knew—
Sweet Wonder—
A Nature be
Where Saints, and our plain going Neighbor
Keep May!"
- Emily Dickinson, Besides This May, #977, 1875
"Sweet April showers
Do spring May flowers."
- Thomas Tusser, A Hundred Good Points of
Husbandry, 1557
"It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable
yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing
that makes him stand motionless,
looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace
he knows not
what."
- John Galsworthy
"In springtime, love is carried
on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head."
- Emma Racine deFleur
"The festival of Floralia began around the year 258 BCE.
Pagan Romans celebrated for six days, from April 27th to May 3rd, honouring
their Goddess of Spring and of Flowers, Flora. Flora, known as Chloris to
the Greeks, was a beautiful and serene Goddess, the Queen of Spring. She was
married to Zephyrus, the west wind, and her temple is in Aventine.
Floralia was a time a great merriment and rejoicing in ancient Rome. During
the festival, Romans would cast off their habitual white robes for more
colourful garments, especially green ones. They would also deck themselves
and everything around them in flowers then engage in all sorts of
activities. There would be feasting, singing, dancing, and gaming. Offerings
of milk and honey were made to the goddess Flora. Goats and hares meant to
symbolize fertility were let loose in gardens and fields as protectors in
Flora's honour. Singing filled the air and dancers stomped the ground to
awaken nature and bring it back to life. Ancient roman prostitutes in
particular enjoyed this festival as they considered Flora their patron
goddess. So Floralia was especially important to them. They participated in
many events, from performing naked in the theatre to gladiatorial feats.
With the occupation of Rome in many countries of the western world at the
time, especially in Britain and continental Europe, the festival of Floralia
spread, with each country adding its own special touches to the festivities.
And finally, Floralia became MayDay. Many countries choose a May Queen to
preside over the day's activities and children dance around the Maypole.
Some collect flowers on May Eve for the next day and some couples even make
love in their garden to ensure fertility. One belief that has been passed on
is that one should wash one's face with the dew from MayDay morn to obtain
lasting beauty."
- Linda Cassleman,
Floralia
"Now is the month of Maying,
When merry lads are playing.
Fa la la...
Each with his bonny lass,
upon the greeny grass.
Fa la la...
The Spring clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at winter's sadness.
Fa la la..."
- Thomas Morley, Now is the Month of Maying
"If in my gardens
only, nowhere else,
The flowers of spring should bloom,
Even the man who has neglected me
To gaze on them would surely come.
- Izumi Shikibu
"The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers:
They call it 'easing the Spring.' "
- Henry Reed, Lessons of the War
"Then on May-day we sons of soot
Through the streets do feetly foot,
With silver garlands are so grand,
With silver garlands are so grand,
And thus we dance our saraband
With a ruttock, a cluttock,
A wallet, a satchel
O rare May-day.
We be kings and queens and duke,
Here is Lord Tye-Wig and Lady Jewkes
And hand in hand with Madam Flaskin
The great grandee Don Galligaskin
So Ladies now we bid adieu,
May May-day wever smile on you,
And thus in all our gear so fine
With Madam Montague we dine."
- J. Walker, 1790
"Winter is
many months of the year
But now at last Maytime is here;
And birds sing from a leafy screen
In the trees and hedgerow freshly green;
And the wood-anemone is out in the shade,
With its blushing petals which too soon fade;
Once more the bracken is unfurling there,
And bluebells gently perfume the damp air."
- Veronica Ann Twells, Maytime
"The force of Spring -
mysterious,
fecund,
powerful beyond measure."
- Michael Garofalo,
Cuttings
"The
fair maid who, the first of May
Goes to the fields at break of day
And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree
Will ever after handsome be."
- Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme
"Since thy
return, through days and weeks
Of hope that grew by stealth,
How many wan and faded cheeks
Have kindled into health!
The Old, by thee revived, have said,
'Another year is ours;'
And wayworn Wanderers, poorly fed,
Have smiled upon thy flowers."
- William Wordsworth, To May, 1830
" `Tis May,
the elfish maiden, the daughter of the Spring,
Upon whose birthday morning the birds delight to sing.
They would not sing one note for you, if you should so command,
Although you are a princess, a princess of the land."
- Robert Fuller Murray, A May-Day Madrigal
"Ask of Her, the mighty
Mother.
Her reply puts this other
Question: What is Spring?-
Growth in every thing -
Flesh and fleece, fur and
feather,
Grass and green world all together,
Star-eyed strawberry breasted
Throstle above Her nested
Cluster of bugle blue
eggs thin
Forms and warms the life within,
And bird and blossom swell
In sod or sheath or shell."
- Gerard Manly Hopkins, The
May Magnificant, 1888
"The breeze and the dew make tranquil the
clear dawn;
Behind the curtain there is one who alone is up betimes.
The orioles sing and the flowers smile -
Whose then, after all, is the Spring?"
- Li Shang Yin
"Hebe's here, May is here!
The air is fresh and sunny;
And the miser-bees are busy
Hoarding golden honey."
-
Thomas Bailey Aldrich, May
"What is so sweet and dear
As a prosperous morn in May,
The confidant prime of the day,
And the dauntless youth of the year,
When nothing that asks for bliss,
Asking aright, is denied,
And half of the world a bridegroom is
And half of the world a bride?"
- Sir William Watson, Ode in May
"It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky,
flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across
from west to east. The
sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in
the air,
which set an edge to a man's energy."
- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"O the green things growing, the green things
growing,
The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!
I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve,
Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing."
- Dinah Maria Mulock
Craik
"The seasons are
shifting, The winter shades lifting,
The springtime is filling
Earth's children with mirth.
The daffodil yellow, The south wind so mellow,
The gentle rain falling,
Upon the green earth.
The song sparrow singing, New life quickly springing,
All nature is telling
A tale of rebirth:
The deep wells of being, Beyond each day's seeing,
O'er flowing with new Life,
Restoring the earth."
- David Bumbaugh, Spring
Flesh to flesh
mating –
May-flies
- Mike Garofalo,
Cuttings
"Another May new buds and flowers shall bring:
Ah! why has happiness no second Spring?"
- Charlotte Smith, Elegiac Sonnets
"A delicate fabric of
bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?"
- Sara Teasdale, May Day
"I thought
that spring must last forevermore;
For I was young and loved, and it was May."
- Vera Brittain, May
Morning
"Every spring is the only spring - a perpetual
astonishment."
- Ellis Peters
by Oliver Flippi
by Beth Chatto 
by Gale Weinstein
by Eric Johnson
by Kathleen Bresnel
by Ortho 
by Warren Jones 
"Chime out, thou little song of
Spring,
Float in the blue skies ravishing.
Thy song-of-life a joy doth bring
That's sweet, albeit fleeting.
Float on the Spring-winds e'en to my home:
And when thou to a rose shalt come
That hath begun to show her bloom,
Say, I send her greeting!"
-
Sidney Lanier, Spring Greeting, 1860
"Spring, the
sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and May make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!"
- Thomas Nashe, Spring the
Sweet Spring, 1590
"Beltane is the anglicized spelling of Bealtaine or Bealltainn the Gaelic names for either the month of May or the
festival that takes place on the first day of May. In Irish Gaelic the
month is known as Bealtaine and the festival as Lá Bealtaine ('day
of Bealtaine' or, 'May
Day'). In Scottish Gaelic the month is known as either an Cèitean or
a' Mhàigh and the festival is known as Latha Bealltainn or simply
Bealltainn. As an ancient Gaelic festival, Bealtaine was celebrated
in Ireland, Scotland and the Isle of Man. There were similar festivals
held at the same time in the other Celtic countries of Wales, Brittany and
Cornwall. Bealtaine and
Samhain were
the leading terminal dates of the civil year in Ireland though the latter
festival was the most important. The festival survives in folkloric
practices in the Celtic Nations and the
diaspora, and has experienced a degree of revival in recent decades.
For the Celts, Beltane marked the beginning of the pastoral
summer season when the herds of livestock were driven out to the summer pastures
and mountain grazing lands. Due to the change from the Julian calendar to
the Gregorian calendar, Bealltainn in Scotland was commonly celebrated on
the 15th of May while in Ireland Sean Bhealtain / "Old May" began about
the night of the 11th of May. The lighting of bonfires on Oidhche
Bhealtaine ('the eve of Bealtaine') on mountains and hills of ritual
and political significance was one of the main activities of the festival.
In modern Scottish Gaelic, Latha Buidhe Bealtuinn ('the
yellow day of Bealltain') is used to describe the first day of May. This
term Lá Buidhe Bealtaine is also used in Irish and is translated as
'Bright May Day'. In Ireland it is referred to in a common folk tale as
Luan Lae Bealtaine; the first day of the week (Monday/Luan) is added
to emphasize the first day of summer. In ancient Ireland the main Bealtaine fire was held on the
central hill of
Uisneach 'the navel of Ireland', one of the ritual centres of the country,
which is located in what is now County Westmeath. In Ireland the lighting
of bonfires on Oidhche Bhealtaine seems only to have survived to the
present day in County Limerick, especially in Limerick itself, as their yearly
bonfire night, though some cultural groups have expressed an interest in
reviving the custom at Uisneach and perhaps at the Hill of Tara.
The lighting of a community Bealtaine fire from which individual hearth
fires are then relit is also observed in modern times in some parts of the
Celtic diaspora and by some
Neopagan
groups, though in the majority of these cases this practice is a cultural
revival rather than an unbroken survival of the ancient tradition."
-
Beltane -
Wikipedia
"The May-pole is
up,
Now give me the cup;
I'll drink to the garlands around it;
But first unto those
Whose hands did compose
The glory of flowers that crown'd it."
- Robert Herrick, The
Maypole, 1660
"To the
garden of the world anew descending,
Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,
The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
Curious here behold my resurrection after slumber,
The revolving cycles in their wide sweep having brought me again,
amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous,
My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons,
most wondrous,
Existing I peer and penetrate still,
Content with the present, content with the past,
By my side or back of me Eve following,
Or in front, and I following her just the same."
- Walt Whitman, To the Garden of the World
"Worschippe ye that
loveris bene this May,
For of your blisse the Kalendis are begonne,
And sing with us, Away, Winter, away!
Cum, Somer, cum, the suete sesoun and sonne!
Awake for schame! that have your hevynnis wonne,
And amorously lift up your hedis all,
Thank Lufe that list you to his merci call!"
- King James I, Spring
Song of the Birds
"At Christmas, I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's newfangled mirth;
But like each thing that in season grows."
- William Shakespeare
"This spring as it
comes bursts up in bonfires green,
Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes,
Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between
Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes.
I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration
Of green fires lit on the soil of the earth, this blaze
Of growing, and sparks that puff in wild gyration,
Faces of people streaming across my gaze.
And I, what fountain of fire am I among
This leaping combustion of spring? My spirit is tossed
About like a shadow buffeted in the throng
Of flames, a shadow that’s gone astray, and is lost."
- D. H. Lawrence, The
Enkindled Spring, 1916
"Spring in
verses,
Verses in spring."
- Violet Gartenlicht
"Every year, back comes Spring,
with nasty little birds yapping
their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants."
- Dorothy Parker
"Earth teach me
to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life.
Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall.
Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone.
Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring. "
- William Alexander
"Standing still in the circle of
trees, in the sacred space,
one wet and chilly May morn,
feet rooted, turtle toes clawing the earth, sunk deeply down;
twisted like a dragon, alert, poised, ready to fly;
settled like a bear, strong, full of power, gathering;
looking through the tiger's eye, mind-intent, penetrating;
embracing the World of Body, Mind, and Spirit,
as ancient as Now, the Three Realms, all still, all one.
From the edge, the
cosmic circle opened,
Chang San-Feng slipped inside, smiling,
he stroked his long black beard and spoke softly,
"Ah, another old man standing so still in San Ti Shi.
Continue, my friend, stand in peace, touch the mind.
Xuan Wu guards the Gate, the Turtle chants, the Snake rises, and
The subtle winds of understanding blow down the centuries.
When still, soar like the Black Dragon; when moving, walk like the Mountain.
Tame the Tiger within, ride the Tiger to the temple, and roar in silence.
Awaken like the Bear from the winter of the soul, and rise like a Man.
Feel the vital energies
from bone to brain,
Sense the Great Tao before you Now,
Drop delusions, enter the Gate of Mystery,
Embrace the Center, Empty, unattached, ready to be filled
With boundless beauty, everything There, marvelous beyond words.
The cottonwood leaves
spoke with the wind,
the sun rose over the shadows,
my legs shook a little;
the cosmic circle trembled,
Xuan Wu's sword flashed in the sun,
Master Chang disappeared in the trees."
- Mike Garofalo,
Above
the Fog visits from
Master Chang San Feng
"Also known as May
Eve, May Day, and Walpurgis Night, happens at the beginning
of May. It celebrates the height of Spring and the flowering of life. The
Goddess manifests as the May Queen and Flora. The God emerges as the May King
and Jack in the Green. The danced Maypole represents Their unity, with the
pole itself being the God and the ribbons that encompass it, the Goddess.
Colors are the Rainbow spectrum. Beltane is a festival of flowers, fertility, sensuality, and delight."
- Selena Fox,
Beltane:
Celebrating the Seasons
"Some will tell you crocuses are heralds true of
spring
Others say that tulips showing buds are just the thing
Point to peonies, say when magnolia blossoms show
I look forward to the sight of other flowers though
Cultivate your roses, grow your orchids in the
dark
Plant your posies row on row and stink up the whole park
The flower that's my favourite kind is found throughout the land
A wilting, yellow dandelion, clutched in a grubby hand."
- Larry Tilander, Springtime of My Soul
"When May, with cowslip-braided locks,
Walks through the land in green attire.
And burns in meadow-grass the phlox
His torch of purple fire:
And when the punctual May arrives,
With cowslip-garland on her brow,
We know what once she gave our lives,
And cannot give us now!"
- Bayard Taylor, The Lost May
"How fair doth Nature
Appear again!
How bright the sunbeams!
How smiles the plain!
The flow'rs are bursting
From ev'ry bough,
And thousand voices
Each bush yields now.
And joy and gladness
Fill ev'ry breast!
Oh earth!--oh sunlight!
Oh rapture blest!
Oh love! oh loved one!"
- Goethe, May Song
"On the first day of
May the people of the crofter townland are up betimes and busy as bees about
to swarm. This is the day of migrating, bho baile gu beinn (from
townland to moorland), from the winter homestead to the summer sheiling. The
summer of their joy is come, the summer of the sheiling, the song, the pipe
and the dance, when the people ascend the hill to the clustered bothies,
overlooking the distant sea from among the fronded ferns and fragrant
heather, where neighbour meets neighbour, and lover meets lover."
- Alexander Carmichael, 1845
"It was the
month of May, the month when the foliage of herbs and trees is most freshly green, when buds ripened and blossoms appear in their fragrance and loveliness. And the month when lovers, subject to the same force which reawakens the plants, feel their hearts open again, recall past trysts and past vows, and moments of tenderness, and yearn for a renewal of the magical awareness which is love."
- Sir Thomas
Malory, La Morte d'Arthur
by the Dali Lama
by Linda Pierce 
by Cecile Andrews 
by Francine Jay 
by Janet Luhrs 
by Elaine St. James
"Poetry is the silence and
speech between a wet struggling root of a flower and a sunlit blossom of that flower."
- Carl Sandburg
"What a time herbs and
weeds, and such things could talk,
A man in his garden one day did walk,
Spying a nettle green (as th'emeraude) spread
in a bed of roses like the ruby red.
Between which two colors he thought, but his eye,
The green nettle did the red rose beautify.
"How be it," he asked the nettle, "what thing
Made him so pert? So nigh the Rose to Spring."
- John Heywood, A Rose
and a Nettle
"And what if thou, sweet May, hast known
Mishap by worm and blight;
If expectations newly blown
Have perished in thy sight;
If loves and joys, while up they sprung,
Were caught as in a snare;
Such is the lot of all the young,
However bright and fair."
- William Wordsworth, To May, 1840
"All furnished, all in arms;
All plum'd like estridges that with the wind
Bated like eagles having lately bathed;
Glittering in golden coats like images;
As full of spirit as the month of May
And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;
Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls."
- William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part I
"Ah! Spring is here.
The rabbits quit their dens,
The dormant grass begins once more to grow.
The trees release their airborne allergens.
It's time to tune the Toro and to mow,
To fertilize and lime and thatch and seed
As-groveling on dirty, servile knees—
You pluck the dreaded dandelion weed
And rub your itching eyes and start to sneeze.
Wherever grass encroaches, you must edge,
And don't forget to stir the compost heap
And trim the junipers' unruly hedge,
While forfeiting a needed hour of sleep.
Those poets penning praise to spring and tillage
Are domiciled in lofts in Greenwich Village."
- Bob McKenty, A Sonnet for Spring
Edited by Robert Atwan
By Karen Matsuko Hood 
by Gary Snyder
Edited by Jane Hollander
by Fred Chappell
edited by J. D. McClatchy 
"I cannot tell
you how it was,
But this I know: it came to pass
Upon a bright and sunny day
When May was young; ah, pleasant May!
As yet the poppies were not born
Between the blades of tender corn;
The last egg had not hatched as yet,
Nor any bird foregone its mate.
I cannot tell you what it was,
But this I know: it did but pass.
It passed away with sunny May,
Like all sweet things it passed away,
And left me old, and cold, and gray."
- Christina
Georgina Rossetti, May, 1880
"The folk
celebrations of early May in Europe began as a celebration of life and fertility, the time for planting of crops and vegetable
gardens, and for the regeneration of life that comes with increased sunlight.
In fact, Beltane is derived from the Celtic word for "brilliant fire."
Many of the so-called folk or pagan festivals and days of observance were tied to the solar and lunar cycles and the great cycles of life.
By the start of May, most trees are in full leaf, many Spring flowers are in bloom and the Earth is brimming with both plant and animal life taking
advantage of the high sun levels and ever warmer temperatures. The longer daylight hours allow folks to take advantage of the natural light for both work and play."
- The Weather Doctor,
May
Day
"The maypole
is a tall wooden pole (traditionally of
maple (Acer),
hawthorn
or
birch),
sometimes erected with several long coloured ribbons suspended from the top,
festooned with flowers, draped in greenery and strapped with large circular
wreaths, depending on local and regional variances. What is often thought of as
the "traditional" English/British maypole (a somewhat shorter, plainer version
of the Scandinavian pole with ribbons tied at the top and hanging to the ground)
is a relatively recent development of the tradition and is probably derived from
the picturesque, Italianate dances performed in mid-19th century theatricals. It
is usually this shorter, plainer maypole that people (usually school children)
perform dances around, weaving the ribbons in and out to create striking
patterns. With roots in Germanic paganism, the maypole traditionally
appears in most Germanic countries, Germanic country-bordering and countries
invaded by Germanic tribes after the fall of the Roman Empire."
-
Maypole -
Wikipedia
"The chorus-ending from
Aristophanes, raised every night from every ditch that drains into the
Mediterranean,
hoarse and primeval as the raven's croak, is one of the grandest
tunes to walk by. Or on a night in May,
one can walk through the too rare
Italian forests for an hour on end and never be out of
hearing of the
nightingale's song."
- George Macaulay Trevelyan, Walking
"Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere) arranging
a window, into which people look (while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here) and
changing everything carefully
spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things, while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there) and
without breaking anything."
- E. E. Cummings, Spring Is Like a Perhaps Hand
"Prithee,
smite the poet in the eye when he would sing to you praises of the month of May. It is a month presided over by the spirits of mischief and
madness. Pixies
and flibbertigibbets haunt the budding woods: Puck and his train of midgets
are busy in town and country.
In May, nature holds up at us a chiding finger, bidding us remember that we
are not gods, but over conceited members of her own great family. She reminds
us that we are brothers to the chowder-doomed clam and the donkey; lineal
scions of the pansy and the chimpanzee, and but cousins-german to the cooing
doves, the quacking ducks and the housemaids and policemen in the parks."
- O' Henry, The Month of May
"Another widespread belief suggests that trees are inhabited
by guardian spirits, which control the natural forces responsible for weather
conditions, that can cause the crops to flourish or to fail. Since fertilizing
rain is paramount to ensuring the fruitfulness of the earth, fertility festivals
centered on trees were usually held in the spring or prior to the rainy season.
Even in Europe, until quite recently such festivities were quite common and can
still be found today as folkloric remnants in many rural areas. The most
commonly celebrated fertility festival is known as Beltain or May Day.
When the sap is rising and the buds are swelling and nature is awakening from
her winter sleep, the air is humming with energy and activity. It is as though
the Goddess Flora twirls and whirls through the countryside and where she dances
her footprints turn to flowers, and bees, birds and butterflies buzz about her
like twinkling stars. This sensual season culminates in May, when all of nature
seems to be intoxicated with the spirit of love: birds and animals are mating,
and bees and butterflies are getting drunk on nectarous flower juice. The
exuberance and joy of life is tangibly permeating the air and even humans are
touched by the juicy flow of nature's libido."
-
Kat
Morgenstern
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"Flora, , Goddess
of Spring, Flowers, and youthful pleasures The Queen of Spring is a beautiful
and serene Goddess. She was married to Zephyrus, the west wind. Flora is the
twin sister to Faunus, the god of wild creatures, originally was called Sabine
was also known as Chloris to the Greeks. It was a celebration of Nature in
full blossom, a carnival of sexual fun and liberty and marked by the consumption
of oceans of grog. Beans and other seeds were planted, representing fecundity.
Originally a movable feast controlled by the condition of the crops and flowers,
it’s believed to have been instituted in 238 BCE under the command of an oracle
in the Sibylline books, with the purpose of gaining from the goddess the
protection of the blossoms. Games were instituted in honour of Flora at that
time, but were soon discontinued before being restored in 173 BCE in the
consulship of L Postumius Albinus and M Popilius Laenas as a six-day festival,
after storms had destroyed crops and vines. Offerings of milk and honey
were made on this day and the surrounding five days, which comprise the
Florifertum. The city would have been decorated in flowers, and the people would
wear floral wreaths or flowers in their hair. Day and night there were games,
pantomimes, theatre and stripteases with people of all classes in their
brightest clothes. Goats and hares were let loose as they represented fertility.
Gift-giving for the season included small vegetables as tokens of sex and
fertility."
- May Day and
the Roman Floralia
"Though a country be
sundered, hills and rivers endure;
And spring comes green again to trees and grasses
Where petals have been shed like tears
And lonely birds have sung their grief.
...After the war-fires of three months,
One message from home is worth a ton of gold.
...I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin
To hold the hairpins any more."
- Tu Fu, A Spring View, 750
CE
by Larry Hodgson
Nancy J. Ondra
by Scott Calhoun
by Nancy J. Ondra
by C. Colston Burrell
by Tracy DiSabato-Aust
"May is named for Maia Majestas, the Roman goddess of spring
who encourages crops to grow. She is the chief goddess of the Seven Sisters or
Pleiades. She can be equated with the Irish Queen Medb or Celtic Meave. Hawthorm,
her sacred plant, blossoms during this month. Artemis, Diana, Faunus, Flora, and
Pan also have dominion over this month. The Anglo-Saxons called this month
Thrimilcmonath, "thrice-milk month." In England, May was also called Sproutkale.
Winnemanoth, "joy month," was the Frankish name, and the Asatru name is
Merrymoon. The Irish call May Bealtaine or an Ceitean, the first weather of
summer. The two weeks before Bealtaine is ceitean earrach, spring May-time, and
the two weeks after Bealtaine is ceitean samhradh, summer May-time. Bealtaine,
also associated the God Bel, means 'the fires of Bel'. The first Full Moon
of May is called the Flower Moon. It shares the names (Corn) Planting Moon, Hare
Moon, Pink Moon, and Green Grass Moon with April. The May moon is also the
Bright Moon, Dryad Moon, Milk Moon, the Moon When the Pony Sheds, the Frogs
Return Moon, and Sproutkale. The sun passes from Taurus to Gemini around May
21st. Those born in May have the lilly of the valley for their birth flower. The
stone for the month of May, and for Taurus, is the emerald, though agate,
chalcedony, and carnelian are sometimes mentioned for May instead, while Gemini
lays claim to agate, particularly moss agate, and pearl. Aquamarine, lapis
lazuli, kunzite, rose quartz, and sapphire are associated with Taurus, and
chrysoprase, sapphire, and topaz are connected to Gemini."
-
May - Angelfire
"Queer things happen in the garden in May.
Little faces forgotten appear, and plants thought
to be dead suddenly wave a green hand to confound you."
- W. E . Johns
"Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that doth inspire
Mirth, and youth, and warm desire;
Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing,
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long."
- John Milton, Song on a May Morning
"Round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the
Wei River,
And Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China;
Past the South Gate willows comes the Car of Many Bells
On the upper Palace-Garden Road-a solid length of blossom;
A Forbidden City roof holds two phoenixes in cloud;
The foliage of spring shelters multitudes from rain;
And now, when the heavens are propitious for action,
Here is our Emperor ready-no wasteful wanderer."
- Wang Wei, Looking Down in a Spring Rain
"May crowning is a
traditional Roman Catholic ritual that occurs in the month of
May of every year. In
some countries, it takes place on or about
May 1, however,
in many United States Catholic parishes, it takes place on
Mother's Day. An image or likeness of the
Blessed Virgin Mary is ceremonially crowned to signify her as
Queen of Heaven and the
Mother of God. The practice is also maintained in the same fashion by some
Anglo Catholic
Anglicans. A
number of traditions link the month of May to Mary. In
ancient Greece, May was the month dedicated to
Artemis and
some people allege that the reverence for this goddess was transferred to Mary
with the Christianization of
Europe. Later,
the
Coronation of the Virgin became a popular subject in art. Alfonso X,
king of Castile wrote in his "Cantigas
de Santa Maria" about the special honoring of Mary during specific dates in
May. Eventually, the entire month was filled with special observances and
devotions to Mary. The tradition of honoring Mary in a month-long May devotion
is believed to have originated in Italy, but spread eventually around the Roman
Catholic world in the 19th Century."
-
May
Crowning - Wikipedia
"Spring is a
true reconstructionist."
- Henry Timrod
"Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come and buy.
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer: There,
Where my Julia's lips do smile;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow."
- Robert Herrick, Cherry Ripe, 1648
"I saw the
evening sun
And thought of what I've done to get to here
And I shed a tear
It's silly, marking time
A man who's in his prime
And I feel the sting
One day I may believe in Spring."
- Gavin Regnart, One
Day I May Believe in Spring
by Patricia Montley
by Brian Nelson
by Ian Corrigan
by Urusla Goodenough
by
Morning Glory Zell-Ravenheart
"Good weather all the week, but come the weekend
the weather stinks.
Springtime for birth, Summertime for growth; and all Seasons for dying.
Ripening grapes in the summer sun - reason enough to plod ahead.
Springtime flows in our veins.
Beauty is the Mistress, the gardener Her salve.
A soul is colored Spring green.
Complexity is closer to the truth.
All metaphors aside - only living beings rise up in the Springtime; dead beings
stay quite lie down dead.
Winter does not turn into Summer; ash does not turn into firewood - on
the chopping block of time.
Fresh fruit from the tree - sweet summertime!
Gardens are demanding pets.
Shade was the first shelter.
When the Divine knocks, don't send a prophet to the door.
One spring and one summer to know life's hope; one autumn and one winter to know
life's fate.
Somehow, someway, everything gets eaten up, someday.
Relax and be still around the bees.
Paradise and shade are close relatives on a summer day.
Absolutes squirm beneath realities.
The spiders, grasshoppers, mantis, and moth larva are all back: the summer
crowd has returned!
To garden is to open your heart to the sky.
Dirty fingernails and a calloused palm precede a Green Thumb."
- Michael P. Garofalo,
Pulling
Onions
"It's May!
It's May!
The lusty month of May!
Those dreary vows that ev'ryone makes,
Ev'ryone breaks.
Ev'ryone makes divine mistakes!
The lusty month of May!"
- Lerner and Lowe
"You can cut all
the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming. "
- Pablo Neruda
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"Nothing is so
beautiful as spring—
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing;
The glassy pear tree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden.—Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
- Gerard Manley Hopkins,
Spring, 1918
"When we reach the first of May, Earth has moved along its
orbit to where the Northern Hemisphere is receiving an ever increasing flow of
energy as each day is longer than the one before. The Sun is climbing in our
sky, and everything in the Northern Hemisphere responds to its light. Indeed, we
best be careful not to overdose on its luminosity that can burn and even cause
cancerous effects that doctors warn about. We have reached the cross-quarter
date that some past ages have considered to be the start of summer. In Celtic tradition, the night of April 30 was thought of
as the darkest of the year, when witches flew to frighten, spawning evil
throughout the land. In response, people pounded on kettles, slammed doors,
cracked whips, rang church bells and made all the noise they could to scare off
the corruption they imagined to be moving on the moist air. They lit bonfires
and torches and witch- proofed their houses with spring boughs. Such vigils were
kept throughout the night until the rising of the May-dawn. Beltane--the word means "brilliant fire" in reference to
the Sun--became more commonly known as May Day. People danced around bonfires on
hilltops, moving in a clockwise, or "sunwise" direction. Later generations would
dance around a pole instead of a fire. In the British Isles young men and maidens would go a-Maying
on the eve of May Day, spending all night in the forests to return at day-break,
"bringing in the May," adorning villages with spring boughs and blossoms. They
might carry with them the stem of a tree, place it in the village, and decorate
it with flowers, vines and ribbons. In later generations, people would dance
around this phallic of the earth as participants in the fertility of crops,
flocks, herds and humans. The celebration was for regeneration of life that
comes with increased sunlight that is so noticeable when we reach the junction
between vernal equinox and summer solstice."
- Von Del Chamberlain,
Cross Quarter May Day
"When loud by landside streamlets
gush,
And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush,
With sun on the meadows
And songs in the shadows
Comes again to me
The gift of the tongues of the lea,
The gift of the tongues of meadows.
So when the earth is alive with
gods,
And the lusty ploughman breaks the sod,
And the grass sings in the meadows,
And the flowers smile in the shadows,
Sits my heart at ease,
Hearing the song of the leas,
Singing the songs of the meadows."
- Robert Louis Stevenson, Spring
Carol, 1918
"Violets in May
believe me when I say
your eyes are violet blue,
your lips alluring too.
Life can be so swell
picking violets in a dell.
Life can be so great
picking violets with your mate."
- William Tate
Bond, Violets in May
"Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days,
Why the sweet Spring delays,
And where she hides, -- the dear desire
Of every heart that longs
For bloom, and fragrance, and the ruby fire
Of maple-buds along the misty hills,
And that immortal call which fills
The waiting wood with songs?
The snow-drops came so long ago,
It seemed that Spring was near!
But then returned the snow
With biting winds, and all the earth grew sere,
And sullen clouds drooped low
To veil the sadness of a hope deferred:
Then rain, rain, rain, incessant rain
Beat on the window-pane,
Through which I watched the solitary bird
That braved the tempest, buffeted and tossed,
With rumpled feathers, down the wind again."
- Henry Van Dyke, Late Spring
"With the coming
of spring, I am calm again. "
- Gustav Mahler
"Among the changing months, May stands confest
The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed."
- James Thomson, On May
by Sarah Ainley
by Edain McCoy. Practical suggestions for seasonal holiday celebrations.
Nice crafts and activities.
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by Ann Morrill 
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by Richard Heinberg
by John Matthews
"In Roman mythology, Flora was a goddess of flowers and the
season of spring. While she was otherwise a relatively minor figure in
Roman mythology, being one among several fertility goddesses, her association
with the spring gave her particular importance at the coming of springtime. Her
festival, the
Floralia,
was held in April or early May and symbolized the renewal of the cycle of life,
marked with dancing, drinking, and flowers. Her Greek equivalent was
Chloris.
Flora was married to
Favonius,
the wind god, and her companion was Hercules. Due to her association with
plants, her name in modern English also means plant life. Flora achieved
more prominence in the neo-pagan revival of Antiquity among Renaissance
humanists than she had ever enjoyed in ancient Rome."
-
Flora
(Mythology) - Wikipedia
Detail of Flora from
Primavera by
Botticelli, c. 1482
"In later times Flora became the Goddess of
all flowering plants, including the ornamental varieties. Her name is related to
Latin floris, meaning naturally enough "a flower," with the additional
meaning of "[something] in its prime"; other related words have meanings like
"prospering", "flourishing", "abounding", and "fresh or blooming". In one story,
Flora was said to have provided Juno with a magic flower that would allow Her to
conceive with no help from a man; from this virgin-birth Mars was born. A late
tale calls Flora a courtesan and gives Her a story similar to Acca Larentia:
Flora was said to have made a fortune as a courtesan, which She bequeathed to
Rome upon Her death, and for which She was honored with the festival of the
Floralia. As Flora was originally a Sabine Goddess, and as the Sabines were a
neighboring tribe whom the Romans conquered and assimilated into Rome, perhaps
this is an acknowledgement of the land so acquired, put into legendary terms."
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Flora - Roman Goddess
Flora, By Evelyn De Morgan, 1894
"I [Flora/Chloris] enjoy perpetual spring: the
year always shines, trees are leafing, the solid always fodders. I have a
fruitful garden in my dowered fields, fanned by breezes, fed by limpid
fountains. My husband filled it with well-bred flowers, saying: ‘Have
jurisdiction of the flower, goddess.’ I often wanted to number the colors
displayed, but could not: their abundance defied measure. As soon as the dewy
frost is cast from the leaves and sunbeams warm the dappled blossom, the Horae
(Seasons) assemble, hitch up their colored dresses and collect these gifts of
mine in light tubs. Suddenly the Charites (Graces) burst in, and weave chaplets
and crowns to entwine the hair of gods. I first scattered new seed across
countless nations; earth was formerly a single colour. I first made a flower
from Therapnean blood [Hyakinthos the hyacinth], and its petal still inscribes
the lament. You, too, narcissus, have a name in tended gardens, unhappy in your
undivided self. Why mention Crocus, Attis or Cinyras’ son, from whose wounds I
made a tribute soar?"
- Ovid, Fasti 5.193
Flora by William Morris
The above tapestry was designed by William Morris
(1834 - 1896) and Edward Burne-Jones (1833 - 1898) in 1885.
It depicts Flora, the goddess of abundance, who personifies summer, standing
barefoot in flowing garments with
a wreath in her hair. She holds fresh flowers in her hand, and we can see the
intricate floral background, inspired
by the Medieval decorative technique known as Mille Fleurs (thousand
flowers), demonstrating the artists'
admiration for pre-Renaissance art. The piece is also inscribed with the
following verse, beautifully
rendered in Gothic type:
"I am
the handmaid of the Earth
I broider fair her glorious gown;
Deck her on her days of mirth
with many a garland of renown.
And while the earth's little ones are fain
And play about the mother's hem,
I scatter every gift I gain
From sun and wind to gladden them."
"O THE month of
May, the merry month of May,
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green!
O, and then did I unto my true love say,
Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my Summer's Queen.
Now the nightingale, the pretty nightingale,
The sweetest singer in all the forest quire,
Entreats thee, sweet Peggy, to hear thy true love's tale:
Lo, yonder she sitteth, her breast against a brier.
But O, I spy the cuckoo, the cuckoo, the cuckoo;
See where she sitteth; come away, my joy:
Come away, I prithee, I do not like the cuckoo
Should sing where my Peggy and I kiss and toy.
O, the month of May, the merry month of May,
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green;
And then did I unto my true love say,
Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my Summer's Queen."
- Thomas Dekker
"The Floralia, also known as the Florifertum,
was an ancient
Roman festival dedicated to the goddess
Flora. It was held on April 27 to May 3 and symbolized the renewal of the
cycle of life, marked with dancing, drinking, and flowers. The Floralia was on
the IV Kalends May. Dedicated to Flora, the goddess of flowers and
vegetation, this day was considered by the prostitutes of Rome to be their own.
While flowers decked the temples, Roman citizens wore colorful clothing instead
of the usual white, and offerings were made of milk and honey to Flora."
-
Floralia - Wikipedia,
Wilson's Almanac
"Other May Day customs include: walking the circuit of one's property ('beating the bounds'), repairing fences and boundary
markers, processions of chimney-sweeps and milk maids, archery tournaments, Morris dances, sword dances, feasting, music,
drinking, and maidens bathing their faces in the dew of May morning to retain their youthful beauty. In the words of
Witchcraft writers Janet and Stewart Farrar, the Beltane celebration was principly a time of '...unashamed human sexuality
and fertility.' Such associations include the obvious phallic symbolism of the Maypole and riding the hobby horse. Even
a seemingly innocent children's nursery rhyme, 'Ride a cock horse to Banburry Cross...' retains such memories. And the
next line '... to see a fine Lady on a white horse' is a reference to the annual ride of 'Lady Godiva' though Coventry.
Every year for nearly three centuries, a sky-clad village maiden (elected Queen of the May) enacted this Pagan rite, until
the Puritans put an end to the custom."
- Mike Nichols,
The Celebration of May Day
"Yes, I will spend
the livelong day
With Nature in this month of May;
And sit beneath the trees, and share
My bread with birds whose homes are there;
While cows lie down to eat, and sheep
Stand to their necks in grass so deep;
While birds do sing with all their might,
As though they felt the earth in flight."
- William Henry Davies, In
May
"Face of the
spring moon--
about twelve years old,
I'd say."
- Koyobashi Issa
"Horticulturally,
the month of May is opening night, Homecoming, and Graduation Day all rolled
into one."
- Tam Mossman
"As it fell upon a day
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade
Which a grove of myrtles made."
- Richard Barnfield
"Although the ancient Roman holiday of
Floralia began in April, it was really an ancient May Day celebration. Flora,
the Roman goddess in whose honor the festival was held, was a goddess of
flowers, which generally begin to bloom in the spring. The holiday for Flora (as
officially determined by
Julius Caesar when he
fixed the
Roman calendar) ran from April 28 to May 3. Romans celebrated Floralia with
the set of games and theatrical presentations known as the
Ludi
Florales.
Lily Ross Taylor notes that the Ludi Floralia, Apollinares, Ceriales, and
Megalenses all had days of ludi scaenici (literally, scenic games,
including plays) followed by a final day devoted to circus games. Roman public
games (ludi) were financed by minor public magistrates known as
aediles.
The
curule aediles produced the Ludi Florales. The position of
curule aedile was originally (365 B.C.) limited to
patricians,
but was later opened up to
plebeians. The
ludi could be very expensive for the aediles, who used the games as a way of
winning the affection and votes of the people. In this way, the aediles hoped to
ensure victory in future elections for higher office after they had finished
their year as aediles. [Cicero
mentions that as aedile in 69 B.C. he was responsible for the Floralia (Orationes
Verrinae ii, 5, 36-7).] The Floralia festival began in Rome in 240 or 238 B.C.
when the temple to Flora was dedicated, to please the goddess Flora into
protecting the blossoms. The Floralia fell out of favor and was discontinued
until 173 B.C., when the senate, concerned with wind, hail, and other damage to
the flowers, ordered Flora's celebration reinstated as the Ludi Florales. (See
Ovid Fasti 5.292 ff and 327 ff.)"
- N.S. Gill,
Floralia
"Fair Flora! Now attend thy
sportful feast,
Of which some days I with design have past;
A part in April and a part in May
Thou claim’st, and both command my tuneful lay;
And as the confines of two months are thine
To sing of both the double task be mine."
- Ovid
"Upon the first of May,
With Garlands fresh and gay
They nimbly their feet do ply,
In honour of Th' milking paile."
- Source Unknown, circa 1640
"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."
- Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, 1923
"One of the greatest virtues of gardening is this perpetual renewal of youth and spring, of promise
of flower and fruit that can always be read in the open book of the garden, by those with an
eye to see, and a mind to understand.
- E.A. Bowles
"Historically, Walpurgisnacht is derived from
various Pagan spring customs. In the Norse tradition, Walpurgisnacht is
considered the "Enclosure of the Fallen".
It commemorates the time when
Odin died to
retrieve the knowledge of the
runes, and the night is said to be a time of weakness in the boundary
between the living and the dead. Bonfires were built to keep away the dead and
chaotic spirits that were said to walk among the living then. This is
followed by the return of light and the sun as celebrated during May Day."
-
Walpurgis Night - Wikipedia
by Alexander Simkins
by Derek Lin
by Benjamin Hoff
by Thomas Cleary
"Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching barren moors to smile,
Painting pictures mile on mile,
Holds a cup of cowslip wreaths
Whence a smokeless incense breathes."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, May Day
"Beltane is the last of the
three spring fertility festivals, the others being Imbolc and Ostara. Beltane is
the second principal Celtic festival (the other being Samhain). Celebrated
approximately halfway between Vernal (spring) equinox and the midsummer (Summer
Solstice). Beltane traditionally marked the arrival if summer in ancient times.
At Beltane the Pleiades star cluster rises just before
sunrise on the morning horizon, whereas winter (Samhain) begins when the
Pleiades rises at sunset. The Pleiades is a cluster of seven closely placed
stars, the seven sisters, in the constellation of Taurus, near his shoulder.
When looking for the Pleiades with the naked eye, remember it looks like a tiny
dipper-shaped pattern of six moderately bright stars (the seventh can be seen on
very dark nights) in the constellation of Taurus. It stands very low in the
east-northeast sky for just a few minutes before sunrise. Beltane, and its counterpart Samhain, divide the year into
its two primary seasons, winter (Dark Part) and summer (Light Part). As Samhain
is about honoring Death, Beltane, its counter part, is about honoring Life. It
is the time when the sun is fully released from his bondage of winter and able
to rule over summer and life once again.
Beltane, like Samhain, is a time of "no time" when the veils
between the two worlds are at their thinnest. No time is when the two worlds
intermingle and unite and the magic abounds! It is the time when the Faeries
return from their winter respite, carefree and full of faery mischief and faery
delight. On the night before Beltane, in times past, folks would place rowan
branches at their windows and doors for protection, many otherworldly
occurrences could transpire during this time of "no time". Traditionally on the
Isle of Man, the youngest member of the family gathers primroses on the eve
before Beltane and throws the flowers at the door of the home for protection. In
Ireland it is believed that food left over from May Eve must not be eaten, but
rather buried or left as an offering to the faery instead. Much like the
tradition of leaving of whatever is not harvested from the fields on Samhain,
food on the time of no time is treated with great care. When the veils are so thin it is an extremely magical time,
it is said that the Queen of the Faeries rides out on her white horse. Roving
about on Beltane eve She will try to entice people away to the Faeryland. Legend
has it that if you sit beneath a tree on Beltane night, you may see the Faery
Queen or hear the sound of Her horse's bells as She rides through the night.
Legend says if you hide your face, She will pass you by but if you look at Her,
She may choose you. There is a Scottish ballad of this called Thomas the Rhymer,
in which Thomas chooses to go the Faeryland with the Queen and has not been seen
since."
- Christina Aubin,
Beltane
"For the May Day is the great day,
Sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did ley
Will heed this song that calls them back...
Pass the cup, and pass the Lady,
And pass the plate to all who hunger,
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom,
Pass the cup of crimson wonder."
- Jethro Tull, Cup of Wonder
"The Book of Leinster also contains a remarkable mythological text entitled Leborr Gabala Erinn, 'The Book of Taking of Ireland,' which tells of a number of invasions of that country both by Gods and mortals. According to this text, the first human colonists to arrive in Ireland are the Sons of Mil, among whom is the Drudi, Aergin. They touch land at Kenmare Bay in County Kerry on the first day of May, the old celtic festival of Beltaine, and Amergin is the first to step ashore. As his right foot touches the sil, he chants the following famous poem, now known as the Song of Amergin:
I am the wind which breathes upon the sea,
I am the wave upon the ocean,
I am the murmur of the billows,
I am an ox of seven fists,
I am an eagle upon a rock,
I am a raw of the sun,
I am the fairest of all plants,
I am a wild boar in valor,
I am a salmon in the water,
I am a lake upon a plain,
I am a word of cunning art,
I am the point of a spear in battle,
I am the God that puts fire in the head.
Who brings light to the gathering on the hilltop?
Who announces the ages of the moon?
Who knows the place where the sun has its rest?
Who finds springs of clear water?
Who calls the fish from the ocean's deep?
Who causes them to come to shore?
Who changes the shape of the headland and hill?
A Bard whom seafarers call upon to prophesy.
Spears shall be wielded,
I prophesy victory,
And all other good things.
And so ends my song."
- The Druid Renaissance, edited by Philip Carr-Gomm, p.55
"To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom is
to know a particular ecstasy of beauty, but to walk
the gray Winter woods and find the buds which will resurrect that beauty in another May is
to partake of continuity."
- Hal Borland
"Rise and put on your
foliage, and be seen
To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green,
And sweet as Flora. Take no care
For jewels for your gown or hair
Fear not; the leaves will strew
Gems in abundance upon you
Besides, the childhood of the day has kept,
Against you come, some orient pearls unwept.
Come, and receive them while the light
Hangs on the dew-locks of the night
And Titan on the eastern hill
Retires himself, or else stands still
Till you come forth! Wash, dress, be brief in praying
Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying."
- Robert Herrick, Corinna's Going a'Maying, 1648
"The beautiful
spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to
revive also. "
- Harriet Ann Jacobs
"I love spring
anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden."
- Ruth Stout
"I have a Bird in spring
Which for myself doth sing --
The spring decoys.
And as the summer nears --
And as the Rose appears,
Robin is gone.
Yet do I not repine
Knowing that Bird of mine
Though flown --
Learneth beyond the sea
Melody new for me
And will return."
- Emily Dickinson, I Have a Bird in Spring
"Nine years after the first official Mother's Day [USA
1914], commercialization of the U.S. holiday became so rampant that Anna Jarvis
herself became a major opponent of what the holiday had become. Mother's Day
[2nd Sunday in May] continues to this day to be one of the most commercially
successful U.S. occasions. According to the
National Restaurant Association, Mother's Day is now the most popular day of
the year to dine out at a restaurant in the United States. According to
IBIS World,
a publisher of business research, Americans will spend approximately $2.6
billion on flowers, $1.53 billion on pampering gifts — like spa treatments — and
another $68 million on greeting cards. Mother's Day will generate about
7.8% of the US jewelry industry's annual revenue in 2008. Americans are expected
to spend close to $3.51 billion in 2008 on dining out for Mother's Day, with
brunch and dinner being the most popular dining out options."
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Mother's Day - Wikipedia
"Of Walburga's symbols or attributes, the bundle of grain is
obviously a fertility symbol and is typical of the germanic matron goddesses or
demi-goddesses once worshipped all over Europe, including Nehalennia, as well as
a being a symbol of goddesses in other Indo-European pantheons, such as Demeter
and Ceres. The three-cornered mirror seems clearly related to the Norns and the
Well of Wyrd: we can see the three corners of the foreseeing mirror as the three
Norns, the mirror as the well itself with the three Norns standing around it.
The mirror is particularly a "give-away:" who ever heard of, or would want to
make or use, a triangular mirror? It is not a convenient shape for viewing one's
face, in the normal usage of mirrors! Neither the dog nor the shock of
grain, the magical mirror or the spindle, are likely attributes of the abbess of
a christian nunnery, nor is an abbess likely to have been wandering around the
countryside having adventures! On the other hand these symbols or attributes are
highly typical of Heathen germanic matrons, goddesses, and holy women. The
spindle is the attribute before all others of the norns, wise-women, idises, and
other womanly wights associated with fate and fortune in the continental
Germanic countries. The use of the spindle and hand-spun thread for May-even
spells of women's magic is described by Rochholz and by Grimm. Love-oracles
using the spindle and thread, and other means, were said to be sent by Walburga
herself. Walpurgistide was also the time to shame lazy farmers into working
harder, by making a straw doll named Walburga and presenting it to any farmer
who had not yet ploughed his land by that day (Rochholz, p. 40). This is quite
reminiscent of the well-known chidings women receive from Heathen goddesses such
as Berchta and Holda during Yuletide, if their own work has been skimped.
None of these attributes, activities and symbols can be argued to have anything
to do with a christian abbess and saint, but have everything to do with Heathen
goddesses and holy women, who have always concerned themselves with fertility
and food, love, life, death, and hidden knowledge. Thus it is in the highest
degree likely that attributes associated with a goddess celebrated at May-even
during Heathen times were later grafted onto Walburga, the christian saint whose
holy day is celebrated on the first of May."
- Winifred Hodge,
Waelburga and the Rites of May
"Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed,
sweet,
Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet,
And golden locks in breezy play,
Half teasing and half tender, to repeat
Her song of May."
- Susan Coolidge, May
Astrological Signs: Taurus, April 20 - May 20
Astrological Signs: Gemini, May 21 - June 21
May Birthstones: Emerald
If you wash a blanket in May; you will wash one
of the family away.
Those who bathe in May will soon be laid in clay.
Marry in May and you will rue the day.
"Is it so small
a thing
To have enjoy'd the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved,
To have thought,
To have done..."
- Matthew Arnold
"In just -
Spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee"
- e. e. cummings, Chansons Innocentes, 1923
"If you've never
been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom,
maybe your soul has never been in bloom."
- Audra Foveo
"The bed of flowers
Loosens amain,
The beauteous snowdrops
Droop o'er the plain.
The crocus opens
Its glowing bud,
Like emeralds others,
Others, like blood.
With saucy gesture
Primroses flare,
And roguish violets,
Hidden with care;
And whatsoever
There stirs and strives,
The Spring's contented,
If works and thrives."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Next Year's Spring
" 'Established' is a good word, much used in garden books,
'the plant, when established' ...
Oh, become established quickly, quickly, garden!
For I am fugitive, I am very fugitive -
Those that come after me will gather these roses,
And watch, as I do now, the white wisteria
Burst, in the sunshine, from its pale green sheath.
Planned. Planted. Established. Then neglected,
Till at last the loiterer by the gate will wonder
At the old, old cottage, the old wooden cottage,
And say, 'One might build here, the view is glorious;
This must have been a pretty garden once."
- Mary Ursula Bethell, Time, 1929
"Almost any farmer can describe the blackberry winter.
It's that cold spell that comes in May, about
three weeks after Spring fever.
It comes when blackberries are in bloom and does sometimes actually
drop a few
real snowflakes into the white flowers. It doesn't bite through to the
hard, green, incipient
berries nestled behind the petals. It lasts less
than a week."
- Rachel Peden
"Calendar keeping people also watch the stars. In early May
the evening sky in the west is marked by an arc of brilliant stars. Sirius in
Canis Major, brightest star of the night is low to the southwest, setting in the
dusk. Higher and a bit farther north is Procyon in Canis Minor. Then we come to
the bright pair, Castor and Pollux, the Twins of Gemini. Still farther north is
yellow-cast Capella in Auriga. Capella being the last of the group to set gives
its name to this star- lit arch--"Arc of Capella." Underneath the arch, vanishing from the evening sky, are
famous winter stars. As May comes in, the Pleiades, a tightly-clustered group in
the constellation Taurus, vanishes in the evening twilight, and mighty Orion
follows them. Both groups have long been used for agriculture. The Navajo people
refer to the Pleiades as Dilyehe'. "Never let Dilyehe' see you plant," they say.
Once the Pleiades are gone from the evening it is time to begin planting in
Navajoland, and crops must be started before Dilyehe' is back in the early
morning sky before the dawn. The cross-quarter day that is only vaguely remembered these
days in the form of May Day certainly signals the onset of the most pleasant of
times in our part of the world. Leaves are bursting out on trees, flowers in all
the colors of the rainbow appear on deserts and make their way into the
mountains. Farmers work fields and backyard-gardeners plant vegetables and
herbs. This is a good time to look around at earth and sky with greater
sensitivity and appreciation of emerging abundance that initiates the harvest we
will surely enjoy in a few short months."
- Von Del Chamberlain,
Cross Quater May Day
"Here is a true explanation, concerning which there can be
no doubt. It attests:
As Above, so Below; as Below so Above.
All things have been from the Primal Substance through a Single Act.
How wonderful is this work! It is the Main Principle of the World and is Its
Maintainer.
The Father is the Sun, and the Mother is the Moon.
The Wind has Borne it in Its Body, and the Earth has Nourished It.
Separate the Earth from the Fire, so you will attain the subtle as more inherent
than the gross, with care and sagacity.
It rises from Earth to Heaven, so as to draw the Lights of the Heights to
itself, and descends to the Earth.
Within It are the Forces of the Above and the Below.
The Light of Lights is Within It, and thus does the Darkness flee before it.
It is the Force of Forces, which overcomes every subtle thing and penetrates
into everything gross.
The structure of the Microcosm is in accordance with the structure of the
Macrocosm."
- Hermes Trismegistus,
The
Emerald Tablet
May 24 is the Feast Day of
Hermes Trismegistus
"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May."
- William Shakespeare
"The month of May is said to be named for the Greek Goddess
Maia Majestas, the goddess of spring. The full moon in May is also
considered the day to commemorate the Buddha’s enlightenment. This year this
occurs May 13. Certainly a fitting honoring of this esbat would be time spent in
quiet meditation and reflection. Beltane correlates to the ancient Roman
holiday of Floralia which celebrated the flowers which promise to bear fruit. It
was the traditional time to clean and purify the temples. It was also a time to
make offerings of flowers to streams and rivers. It is also traditional to
have a bonfire comprised of nine types of wood: birch for the Goddess, oak for
the God, willow for death, fir for birth, rowan for magic/magick, apple for
love, vine (grape) for joy, hazel for wisdom, and hawthorn for purity."
- Mama Kelly
"In spring rain
a pretty girl
yawning."
- Kobayashi Issa
"For thee, sweet month; the groves green liveries wear.
If not the first, the fairest of the year;
For thee the Graces lead the dancing hours,
And Nature's ready pencil paints the flowers.
When thy short reign is past, the feverish sun
The sultry tropic fears, and moves more slowly on."
- John Dryden
"May, queen of blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers."
- Lord Edward Thurlow, To May
"What Frolicks are here
So droll and so queer
How joyful appeareth the day
E'en Bunter and Bawd
Unite to applaud
And celebrate first of the May."
- Song-Chant, circa 1770
"There is a garden in her face
Where roses and white lilies blow;
A heavenly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow:
There cherries grow which none may buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row,
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rose-buds fill'd with snow;
Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Her eyes like angels watch them still;
Her brows like bended bows do stand,
Threat'ning with piercing frowns to kill
All that attempt with eye or hand
Those sacred cherries to come nigh,
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry."
- Thomas Champion, Cherry Ripe,
1610
"Maia is the Oscan Earth-Goddess, and an ancient
Roman Goddess of springtime, warmth, and increase. She causes the plants to grow
through Her gentle heat, and the month of May is probably named for Her. Her
name means "She Who is Great", and is related to Oscan mais and Latin
majus, both of which mean "more". She is also called Maia Maiestas, "Maia
the Majestic", which is essentially a doubling of Her name to indicate Her
power, as both "Maia" and "Maiestas" have their roots in latin magnus,
"great or powerful". She was honored by the Romans on the 1st and 15th of May,
and at the Volcanalia of August 23rd, the holiday of Her sometimes husband, the
Fire-God Vulcan. She seems to have been paired with Vulcan because they
were both considered Deities of heat: through the increasing warmth of Maia's
spring season flowers and plants sprouted and grew; while Vulcan's stronger
summer heat brought the fruits to ripeness. In a later period, Maia was confused
with a Greek Goddess of the same name. This Maia (whose name in Greek can take
such various meanings as "midwife", "female doctor", "good mother", "foster
mother", or "aunty") was a nymph and the mother of
Hermes, the trickster
God of merchants, travellers, and liars; She was also said to have been the
eldest and most beautiful of the seven sisters who formed the constellation of
the Pleiades, whose heliacal rising (meaning when the constellation is just
visible in the east before the sun rises) signalled the beginning of summer.
Through this association the Roman Maia became the mother of Mercury, and Her
festival on the Ides of May (the 15th) coincided with the festival commemorating
the date of the dedication of His temple on the Aventine."
-
Maia
Maiestas, Goddess of Spring
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Ancient Ways: Reclaiming Pagan Traditions. By Pauline Campanelli and Dan Campanelli. St. Paul, Minnesota, Llewellyn Pubs., 1991. 256 pages. ISBN: 0875420907. VSCL.
April: Quotes, Poems, Links, Lore
Beltane By Christina Aubin
Beltane: Celebrating the Seasons
Beltane: Celebrating the Seasons of Life: Beltane
Beltane Links and Rituals Myth*ing, Beltane, May Day, Walpurgisnacht, Roodmas
Beltane: Springtime Rituals, Lore and Celebration. By Raven Grimassi.
Beltane and May Day - Myth*thing Links and Lore
Can Teach Songs and Poems of Spring
Celebrate the Earth: A Year of Holidays in the Pagan Tradition. By Laurie Cabot.
Celebration of May Day. By Mike Nichols.
Celebrating the Jewish Year: The Spring and Summer Holidays: Passover, The Omer, Shavuot, Tishaa b'Av. By Paul Steinberg and Janet Greenstein Potter.
Celebrating May Day - School of the Seasons A wonderful essay!
Celebrating May Day - The Weather Doctor
Celebrating the Seasons of Life: Beltane to Mabon. Lore, Rituals, Activities, and Symbols. By Ashleen O'Gaea. A good study of four spring and summer Celebrations in the Wiccan-NeoPagan year. Rich in details and ideas.
Chloris: Nymph of Elysian Islands
Creating Circles and Ceremonies: Rituals for all Seasons and Reasons. By Oberon Zell-Ravenheart and Morning Glory Zell-Ravenheart.
Cuttings - May. Haiku and short poems by Michael P. Garofalo.
Earth Calendar - Wiccan Holidays
Flora, Roman Goddess. Feast Day, Floralia, April 27th - May 3rd
Floralia, Encyclopedia of Rome
Floralia - Encyclopedia Mythica
Floralia - Florales Ludi Festival, W. Smith's Dictionary of Green and Roman Antiquities, 1875
Flora, Roman Goddess Obscure Goddess Online Directory
Flowers: Quotations, Lore, Myths, Resources
A Gardeners Bouquet of Quotations. Complied by Maria Polushkin Robbins.
The Green Man Bibliography, Links, Quotes, Notes, Lore, Poems.
The Green Wizard's Annual Ritual Calendar
Greetings, Lore and Customs for Springtime
High Days, Seasonal Celebrations, Wheel of the Year, NeoPagan Holidays
In Nature's Honor: Myths and Rituals Celebrating the Earth. By Patricia Montley
The Librarian at Gushen Grove's Annual Ritual Calendar
Maius Calendar, Societas Via Roma By M. Moravius Horatius Piscinus.
Japanese Women's Nature Poetry: Spring
June: Quotes, Poems, Links, Lore
May Facts, Customs and Traditions in Great Britian
May: Holidays, Celebrations, Events, Special Days
May: Quotes, Poems, Lore, Myths, Sayings
The Merrie, Merrie Month of May: A Big Page of May Folklore. By Pip Wilson. A very useful resource.
Midsummer: Magical Celebrations of the Summer Solstice. By Anna Franklin.
Months - Quotes, Poems, Links, Lore and Garden Chores
Mother's Day, USA, 2nd Sunday in May
Mystical May - Mystical World Wide Web
Our Path in the Valley Blog Follow the seasons in the California garden of Karen and Mike with their notes, poems, resources, links, and photos.
One Old Taoist-Druid's Journey
Quotes for Gardeners Over 3,800 Quotes Arranged by 250 Topics.
Red Bluff, California. Natural History Studies at our Home and Gardens. By Karen and Mike Garofalo.
Ripening Peaches: Taoist Studies and Practices
The Sabbats: A New Approach to Living the Old Ways. By Edain McCoy. Practical suggestions for celebrating the pagan holidays in the Wheel of the Year.
Sacred Circles: Bibliography, Links, Resources, Quotations, Notes, Construction
Sacred Fire, Holy Well: A Druid's Grimoire. By Ian Corrigan.
School of the Seasons - Celebrating May Day Excellent folklore.
Sex Magick May and June are popular months for the practice of sex magick and fertility rituals.
The Spirit of the Earth: Trees and Fertility. By Kat Morgenstern.
Spring Quotes, Sayings About Springtime The Quote Garden Collection.
Spring - Quotes, Poems, Sayings and Quips for Gardeners
Spring: Links and Ideas for Teachers
Spring Poems and Poetry 114 Spring Poems
Spring Quotations - BellaOnline Collection 79 Quotes
Springtime Quotations 30 Quotes
Trees: Quotations, Lore, Myths, Resources
Waelburga and the Rites of May. By Winifred Hodge.
Wheel of the Year, High Days, Seasonal Celebrations, NeoPagan Holidays
Wheel of the Year: Living the Magical Life. By Pauline Campanelli.
Wisdom of the Elements: The Sacred Wheel of Earth, Air, Fire and Water. By Margie McArthur.
You Call it May Day, We Call it Beltane. Peg Aloi.
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Typical Weather
for Our Area Normally, in May, we have daytime high
temperatures of 81ºF, nighttime low temperatures of 54ºF, and we get .8 inches
of rain.
Our Path in the Valley Blog Follow the seasons in the Northern California garden of Karen and Mike with their notes, links, resources, quotes, poems, and photos.
by Richard Foster 
by Richard Rohr
by Adam Hamilton
by Duane Elgin
A cold January, a warm May. -
Welsh Proverb
Mist in May, heat in June, make the harvest come right soon.
A wet May makes a big load of hay. A cold May is kindly and fills the barn
finely.
A swarm of bees in May is worth a load of hay.
Flowers before May bring bad luck. - Welsh Proverb
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Typical Weather for Our Area Normally, in May, we have daytime high temperatures of 81ºF, nighttime low temperatures of 54ºF, and we get .8 inches of rain.
Red Bluff Gardening Notebooks of Karen and Mike Garofalo
Our Path in the Valley Blog Follow the seasons in the Northern California garden of Karen and Mike with their notes, links, resources, quotes, poems, and photos.
Divide and replant clumps of
perennials that have finished flowering.
Take cuttings from some plants.
Watering as needed, especially potted plants.
Plant vegetables in a sunny garden area.
Read garden books from the library.
Mowing lawns and weeding.
Planting seeds in containers in the greenhouse.
Fertilize some actively growing plants.
Mulch trees, shrubs and garden.
Weed garden. Weed garden. Weed garden.
Take a nap in the shade.
Pick up tree branches blown down by high winds.
Remove dead branches or trees.
Thin out plants growing in the vegetable garden.
Mow lawns and field.
Write a poem. Keep a garden journal.
Clean and scrub down garden chairs.
Watering as needed. Deeply soak trees.
Celebrate May Day.
Use straw mulch to conserve water and shade roots.
Don't get sun burnt. Wear wide brimmed hats and long sleeve shirts.
Dig in composted manure.
Fertilize grass in lawns.
Shape shrubs.
Weed garden. Weed the garden. Weed the garden.
Rake and sweep up sitting areas in the shade.
Prune vines.
Search for poems and songs and quotes about the month of May.
Clean up garden workbench area.
Read some Springtime poetry out loud.
Place extended release fertilizer in potted plants.
Move tender plants into semi-shade.
Thin excess fruit on trees.
Sit and observe.
Thin our excess vegetables.
Make sure lath/shade house is ready.
by Leo Babauta
by Marc Lesser
by Leo Babauta
Oregon State University May Tips
Earth Wise Creations May Tips - Zone 9
Top Garden Projects for May in the Pacific Northwest by Ed Hume
52 Weeks in the California Garden by Richard Smaus
The Garden Helper Tips for May - Northern U.S.
Gardening Tips - May - Zone 6 - New York Botanical Garden
Monthly Gardening Calendar for May
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Red Bluff Home Gardens - Photo Comparison from 1998 - 2007
Our Path in the Valley Blog Follow the seasons in the Northern California garden of Karen and Mike with their notes, links, resources, quotes, poems, and photos.
Photographs of our home and gardens and area by Karen Garofalo.
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