Summer Ending, by David Middleton

It’s a dark day, my friends…and winter is coming. Summer Ending Green blades grow pale and still Below this windowsill Whose clearest panes A sheer light stains, Then passes where it will. The grass’s crickets cry, Compelled to mate and die, And thus to share, Though unaware, In my more chilling sigh. or here I […]

October 10, by Wendell Berry

This poem perfectly encapsulates a hike I did just last weekend! (Okay, not exactly on the 10th, but on the 9th!) And I’ll post more on that soon…I ❤ Wendell Berry. Such a gorgeous poem and it just puts me right back in that beautiful space where I was hiking. October 10 Now constantly there […]

The Peace of Wild Things, by Wendell Berry

The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron […]

Haymaking, by John Clare

For my friend, who cuts hay! Haymaking Tis haytime and the red-complexioned sun Was scarcely up ere blackbirds had begun Along the meadow hedges here and there To sing loud songs to the sweet-smelling air Where breath of flowers and grass and happy cow Fling o’er one’s senses streams of fragrance now while in some […]

Despair, by Billy Collins

This is a fun little poem, I thought. Despair So much gloom and doubt in our poetry— flowers wilting on the table, the self regarding itself in a watery mirror, Dead leaves cover the ground, the wind moans in the chimney, and the tendrils of the yew tree inch toward the coffin. I wonder what […]