Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin, carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir.

Nithin Purple
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The poet, while speaking about spring in this quote, also makes it clear that spring is no ordinary season. For instance, the weather does not have much effect on the earth. The earth has its own ways of letting people know when spring has arrived. For instance, when Zephyrus appears in the day with his sweet scented palanquin, the earth begins to stir.

And when he arrives at nightfall, the earth will cool down. When he tries to carry spring on his palanquin, he is met with resistance from the wind that seems to follow him around. And then finally, when he faces off with that stubborn wind and his coir with their murmuring music undulated in its own softness and fondled the leaves to astir, spring finally arrives.

Source: Venus And Crepuscule: Beauty And Violence On Me Thrown

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