One of the best things about Chicago in spring, is the tulips. Tulips line Michigan Avenue and State Street. They are found in nooks and crannies all over the city. What better way to celebrate the return of the sun than with these lovely gems?


  • TULIPS white and tulips red,
  • Sweeter than a violet bed!
  • Say, old Mother Bailey, say
  • Why your tulips look so gay,
  • Why they smell so sweet, and why
  • They bloom on when others die?
  • “By the pixies’ magic power
  • Do my tulips always flower,
  • By the pixies’ magic spell
  • Do they give so sweet a smell!
  • Tulips, tulips, red and white,
  • Fill the pixies with delight!
  • Pixy women, pixy men,
  • Seek my tulips from the glen;
  • Midnight come, they may be heard
  • Singing sweet as any bird,
  • Singing their wee babes to rest
  • In the tulips they love best!”

The Tulip by Emily Dickinson

She slept beneath a tree
Remembered but by me.
I touched her cradle mute;
She recognized the foot,
Put on her carmine suit, —
And see!


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