
“Once as I looked up I saw a big, pure drop of rain slip from leaf to leaf of a clematis vine. The thought occurred to me that it was just such quick, unexpected, commonplace, specific things that poets and other observers jot down in their note-books.”
Wallace Stevens
more infosource: Journal entry dated July 18, 1899, in The Letters of Wallace Stevens (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1966), 29.
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category: leaf, nature, observation, poetry, rain, vine
medium: Journal
“It is lonely without the birds to-day, for it rains badly, and the little poets have no umbrellas.”
Emily Dickinson
more infosource: The Letters of Emily Dickinson vol 2 (Cambridge, MA: Belknap Press, 1955), 471.
category: bird, loneliness, nature, poet, rain, umbrella
medium: letter
notes: letter to Louise Norcross, Dickinson's first cousin, May 1870?
“The sun shines brighter after a shower.”
Proverb
more infosource: 1001 Yiddish Proverbs, by Fred Kogos (Secaucus, NJ: Castle Books, 1970), 82.
category: light, nature, proverb, rain, sun, sunlight, Yiddish proverbs
medium: proverb
notes: Yiddish translation: Di zun sheint lichtiker noch a regen.
“A heavy rain is good for the fields and bad for the roads.”
Proverb
more infosource: 1001 Yiddish Proverbs, by Fred Kogos (Secaucus, NJ: Castle Books, 1970), 26.
category: field, perspective, proverb, rain, road, Yiddish proverbs
medium: proverb
notes: Yiddish translation: A smagler regen iz gut far di felder un shlecht far di vegen.
“On the wide level acres of the valley the topsoil lay deep and fertile. It required only a rich winter of rain to make it break forth in grass and flowers. The spring flowers in a wet year were unbelievable. The whole valley floor, and the foothills too, would be carpeted with lupins and poppies. Once a woman told me that colored flowers would seem more bright if you added a few white flowers to give the colors definition. Every petal of blue lupin is edged with white, so that a field of lupins is more blue than you can imagine. And mixed with these were splashes of California poppies. These too are of a burning color—not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of poppies.”
John Steinbeck
more infosource: East of Eden (New York: Penguin Books, 1986), 5.
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category: beautiful description, California, cream, flower, lupin, poppy, rain, spring
medium: fiction


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