Posted on 14 Jun 2020
by Laura Bloomsbury
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Glory be to God for dappled things –For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.All things counter,… Continue Reading “It’s in the mix”
There is much to be saidFor undramatic landscape, for pale skiesFor hills which do not overtire the eyesElizabeth Jennings ~ Much to be said Sunday Sayings: A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures
Posted on 10 Nov 2019
by Laura Bloomsbury
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“Now, youth, the hour of thy dread passion comes;Thy lovely things must all be laid away;And thou, as others, must face the riven dayUnstirred by rattle of the rolling drums,Or bugles’ strident cry. When mere noise numbsThe sense of being, the sick soul doth… Continue Reading “To the Poet before Battle”
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