Spring

by Gerard Manley Hopkins Nothing is so beautiful as spring -When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrushThrough the echoing timber does rinse and wringThe ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;The glossy peartree leaves and blooms, they brushThe descending blue, that blue isContinue reading “Spring”

Before we mothernaked fall

by Dylan Thomas Poem “Eleven” in Notebook “Started 23rd August 1933”; dated September 16, 1933 Before we mothernaked fall Upon the land of gold or oil Between the raid and the response Of flesh and bones Our claim is staked for one and all Near to the quarry or the well Before the promises fulfillContinue reading “Before we mothernaked fall”