Tag: john clare

Winter woolies

“The sheep get up and make their many tracksAnd bear a load of snow upon their backs,And gnaw the frozen turnip to the groundWith sharp quick bite, and then go noising round” John Clare ~ Winter Sheep A just above freezing day and I… Continue Reading “Winter woolies”

Goodbye November

“The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;And, if the sun looks through, ’tis with a faceBeamless and pale and round, as if the moon,When done the journey of her nightly race,Had found him sleeping, and supplied his place…” John Clare, ‘The Shepherd’s… Continue Reading “Goodbye November”

All feeling is in nature

All feeling is in nature: words, rhymes, books Are too typeset; the mot juste cannot quite convey Nuance from a choral work of roosting rooks Or singing winds that cause the branch and grass to sway Naked at the horizontal; these pull my breath away And then inspire again just as moon turns tide Twice about face from… Continue Reading “All feeling is in nature”