Double rainbows

The rainbow never tells me -by Emily Dickinson

The rainbow never tells me
That gust and storm are by,
Yet is she more convincing
Than Philosophy.

My flowers turn from Forums --
Yet eloquent declare
What Cato couldn't prove me
Except the birds were here!




For two years in a row, in the merry month of May, we have been graced with gorgeous double rainbows. This one appeared on Saturday evening after a particularly driving rain with hail, remaining doubled for quite awhile before changing to a single rainbow. It was wider than the one last May, the one that (I learned a few weeks later) appeared on the day of my childhood friend's suicide. Double rainbows will remind me of him always.

I am having an emotional time of it lately, with or without rainbows. Lots of rain, lots of despair . . . . . .  except the birds were here.

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My Heart Leapt Up

I took these shots in our backyard Wednesday evening of the most glorious double rainbow. It was practically neon when it first appeared, then mellowed and changed the sky to mauve.

The Wordsworth poem at last made sense to me.

My Heart Leaps Up
   ~by William Wordsworth

My heart leaps up when I behold
A Rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the man;
And I wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.


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