Valentine Count Up-John Greenleaf Whittier

Whittier speaks of the heart in a line from his poem, The First Flowers.

They break the spell of cold and darkness,
The weary watch of sleepless pain;
And from my heart, as from the river,
The ice of winter melts again.

Read the complete poem at Poem Hunter.

The quote was written on a strip of Tyvek and floats in the breeze on an apple tree at Maudslay State Park. It was part of my Whispered Fragments installation at Outdoor Sculpture at Maudslay in 2008. I'll be part of Pecha Kucha Portsmouth 18 on Sunday, February 16 with a presentation (20 slides, 20 seconds to talk about each) on my work over the years at Maudslay at the Portsmouth Gaslight Company at 7 PM.