To Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attain’d his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as [...]
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Poetry Mondays – Winter-Time by Robert Louis Stevenson.
Winter-Time Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in my nakedness, By the cold candle, bathe and dress. Close by the jolly fire [...]
Poetry Mondays – Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams.
Winter Trees. All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a sure winter the wise trees stand sleeping in the cold. William Carlos Williams
Poetry Mondays – Pencil and Paint by Eleanor Farjeon
Pencil and Paint Winter has a pencilFor pictures clear and neat,She traces the black tree-topsUpon a snowy sheet. But autumn has a paletteAnd a painting-brush instead,And daubs the leaves for pleasureWith yellow, brown, and red. Eleanor Farjeon
Foxglove and Bee 