Wednesday, March 03, 2021


I know these guys have been here before,

but once again, as February fades

and March marches on stage.....

here they are again to emphasize

what's been floating around in February,

and what we can expect in the windy

blowsy month of March...


Well, I started this post some days ago

and never did get to tell you about what we can expect

in the blowsy month of March.

The one thing I can say here is that

it is the 3rd of the month

and there has not been even a hint of a breeze

to blow the March Hare in!!!

However, I can tell you a little about

the "Good Intentions" that I am browsing through.

A collection of Ogden Nash

that Charles and I bought soon after we were married

to start filling the bookcase.

Probably the 1942 edition.

The scarlet that encloses these well loved poems

was once a blazing red, but now fits in

beautifully with the rest of the books that have rested

on the bookshelf for the last fifty years - or so!

I take them from the shelves every now and then

and although Ogden Nash is probably a has-been now

to me he is a forever-humorous.....

His poems may be of a different time,

and not too current,

but to someone who came to maturity in the middle

of the last century, they are

quite precious.

There are long poems that take up a couple of pages,

and there are little short ones

that have told their tale in only

a few lines,

but they are concise and they stay with one....

for example


Sally Rand

Needs an extra hand.

Not everyone would be familiar with Sally Rand

but to those who know, her name brings

a picture of half naked ladies with VERY large fans.

.There are another few words about


The parsnip, children, I repeat

Is simply an anemic beet.

Some people call the parsnip edible;

Myself, I find this claim incredible.

There are other longer

and even more humorous poems

and I can only recommend to you that if you

happen upon a second-hand book store

you make a search of Ogden Nash -

or probably you can find him on your computer

and spend a happy hour ot two

being amused......

or bemused  if you are growing old

and reading this poem, ( that causes me to think!!!!!!)

"Senescence begins

and middle age ends

the day your descendants

outnumber your friends."


John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

When march comes in like a lamb, it goes out like a lion - or so my mother used to maintain.
How can such a wise and sensible man as Ogden Nash write such nonsense about parsnips; one of my favourite vegetables? I've quite gone off him now! :)

Olde Dame Holly said...

I remember the humorous poems of Ogden Nash very well! By the time I had my son, a new humorist had arrived, Shel Silverstein, but he was of the next generation's time.

Ellen D. said...

My favorite Ogden Nash poem is:
The Lama
The one-l lama,
He's a priest.
The two-l llama,
He's a beast.
And I will bet
A silk pajama
There isn't any
Three-l lllama.

It always has helped me remember which is which for my crossword puzzles!
I will have to get him from the library as I enjoy his humor! Thanks for the post!

The Weaver of Grass said...

Good to read you Hildred - I was beginning to worry where you were.

Barb said...

Glad for the smiles you gave me today, Hildred. It's snowing hard here in the mountains of CO, so I'll depend on you for signs of spring.

Hildred said...

Our hills are still covered with snow, Barb, but down in the valley the catkins are growing longer and I'm looking for pussy willows!

Morning's Minion said...

March arrived with torrential rains starting on the last afternoon of February and continuing well into March 1st. Since our south-central Kentucky area is laced with creeks and small streams, there has been flooding, road closures.
As if to make up for this there followed three days of sunshine, though chilly if one was out of the sun. March is indeed a capricious month.
In spite of my love of words, only a few lines of poetry have stayed with me; words set to music are another matter.

Hildred said...

It is, it is, a capricious month - but the sun is shining this morning and the catkins getting fat!

Debby said...

Ogden made a very good point about parsnips. My apologies to John.