{"id":5230,"date":"2014-04-05T14:34:20","date_gmt":"2014-04-05T18:34:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/arts.umich.edu\/ink\/?p=5230"},"modified":"2014-04-05T14:36:05","modified_gmt":"2014-04-05T18:36:05","slug":"spring-is-coming-if-we-just-hold-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/2014\/04\/05\/spring-is-coming-if-we-just-hold-on\/","title":{"rendered":"Spring is Coming, if we just hold on"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As hundreds of unshaven middle aged folks swarm the campus, we can take a break from the puffs of smoke and baja&#8217;s to admire the change in weather. Although anyone living in Michigan for more than year knows that it&#8217;s too early to ditch the winter jackets, it&#8217;s certainly getting close to Spring. As I&#8217;m not quite as eager as the daring young boys who wear shorts solely because it was above 50\u00c2\u00a0<em>yesterday<\/em>, I choose to tie myself over in the wait with poetry. For all you midwesterners out there, here&#8217;s a poem by Bob Hicok in the anticipation of daffodils.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A Primer<\/p>\n<p>by Bob Hicok<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember Michigan fondly as the place I go<\/p>\n<p>to be in Michigan. The right hand of America<\/p>\n<p>waving from maps or the left<\/p>\n<p>pressing into clay a mold to take home<\/p>\n<p>from kindergarten to Mother. I lived in Michigan<\/p>\n<p>forty-three years. The state bird<\/p>\n<p>is a chained factory gate. The state flower<\/p>\n<p>is Lake Superior, which sounds egotistical<\/p>\n<p>though it is merely cold and deep as truth.<\/p>\n<p>A Midwesterner can use the word \u00e2\u20ac\u0153truth,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>can sincerely use the word \u00e2\u20ac\u0153sincere.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>In truth the Midwest is not mid or west.<\/p>\n<p>When I go back to Michigan I drive through Ohio.<\/p>\n<p>There is off I-75 in Ohio a mosque, so life<\/p>\n<p>goes corn corn corn mosque, I wave at Islam,<\/p>\n<p>which we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re not getting along with<\/p>\n<p>on account of the Towers as I pass.<\/p>\n<p>Then Ohio goes corn corn corn<\/p>\n<p>billboard, goodbye, Islam. You never forget<\/p>\n<p>how to be from Michigan when you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re from Michigan.<\/p>\n<p>It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s like riding a bike of ice and fly fishing.<\/p>\n<p>The Upper Peninsula is a spare state<\/p>\n<p>in case Michigan goes flat. I live now<\/p>\n<p>in Virginia, which has no backup plan<\/p>\n<p>but is named the same as my mother,<\/p>\n<p>I live in my mother again, which is creepy<\/p>\n<p>but so is what the skin under my chin is doing,<\/p>\n<p>suddenly there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a pouch like marsupials<\/p>\n<p>are needed. The state joy is spring.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Osiris, we beseech thee, rise and give us baseball\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>is how we might sound were we Egyptian in April,<\/p>\n<p>when February hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t ended. February<\/p>\n<p>is thirteen months long in Michigan.<\/p>\n<p>We are a people who by February<\/p>\n<p>want to kill the sky for being so gray<\/p>\n<p>and angry at us. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What did we do?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>is the state motto. There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a day in May<\/p>\n<p>when we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re all tumblers, gymnastics<\/p>\n<p>is everywhere, and daffodils are asked<\/p>\n<p>by young men to be their wives. When a man elopes<\/p>\n<p>with a daffodil, you know where he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s from.<\/p>\n<p>In this way I have given you a primer.<\/p>\n<p>Let us all be from somewhere.<\/p>\n<p>Let us tell each other everything we can.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As hundreds of unshaven middle aged folks swarm the campus, we can take a break from the puffs of smoke and baja&#8217;s to admire the change in weather. Although anyone living in Michigan for more than year knows that it&#8217;s too early to ditch the winter jackets, it&#8217;s certainly getting close to Spring. 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