Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Yesterday The Twig Was Brown And Bare

Yesterday the twig was brown and bare;
Today the glint of green is there.

~ L. H. Bailey

Monday, February 27, 2017

Come, Gentle Spring!

Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness, come!

~ James Thomson

I Found The Poems In The Fields

I found the poems in the fields,
And only wrote them down.

~ John Clare

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Her Lovliness

Her loveliness I never knew
Until she smiled on me:
O, then I saw her eye was bright, –
A well of love, a spring of light.

~ Hartley Coleridge

The Muse's Friend

The Muse's friend, tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapours which the head invade,
And keeps that palace of the soul serene.

~ Edmund Waller

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Knowledge and Wisdom

Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much;
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.

~ William Cowper

Painting: William Cowper by Lemuel Francis Abbott

Friday, February 24, 2017

Here's The Lily Of The Vale

Here's the lily of the vale,
That perfumed the morning gale,
My fairy Mary Lee!

~ John Clare



~ T. S. Eliot

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Winter Kept Us Warm

Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow.

~ T. S. Eliot

Cold, Dark And Dreary

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There Is No Darkness But Ignorance

There is no darkness but ignorance.

~ William Shakespeare

Photo: Statue of William Shakespeare at Leicester Square Gardens, London - Sculpted by Giovanni Fontana in 1874

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

The Out-Of-Door Blessings

O the out-of-door blessings of leisure for me!
Health, riches, and joy! – it includes them all three.

~ John Clare

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Let Us Open Our Leaves Like A Flower

It is more noble to sit like Jove than to fly like Mercury: – let us not therefore go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like, buzzing here and there impatiently from a knowledge of what is to be arrived at. But let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive; budding patiently under the eye of Apollo and taking hints from every noble insect that favours us with a visit – sap will be given us for meat, and dew for drink.

~ John Keats

O Spirit Of Love

O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea.

~ William Shakespeare

Monday, February 20, 2017

Now Let Us Sport Us While We May

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped power.

~ Andrew Marvell

Morning Haze

Morning haze;
as in a painting of a dream,
men go their ways.

~ Yosa Buson

Winter Is The Best Time

Winter is the best time
to find out who you are.

~ David Budbill

Sunday, February 19, 2017

The Rose Looks Fair

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

~ William Shakespeare

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Spiritual Medicine

I see poetry as spiritual medicine.

~ Mahmoud Darwish

Friday, February 17, 2017

I Love The Song Of Tree And Wind

I love the song of tree and wind
How beautiful they sing.

~ John Clare

I Came Like Water

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.

~ Edward FitzGerald
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Wert Thou But A Rose

Wert thou but a rose in thy garden, sweet fairy,
And I a bold bee for to rifle its bloom,
A whole Summer's day would I kiss thee, my Mary!

~ John Clare

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Be Patient

No soul is worthy till it learns to wait.
Day after day be patient, then, oh, soul;
Month after month – till, lo! the goal! the goal!

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love Is Not Love

Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.

~ William Shakespeare

All You Need Is Love

All you need is Love
Love is all you need

~ The Beatles

Monday, February 13, 2017

My Candle Burns At Both Ends

My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends –
It gives a lovely light!

~ Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sunday, February 12, 2017

My Bounty

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

~ William Shakespeare

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Go And Catch A Falling Star

Go and catch a falling star.

~ John Donne


Beware the barrenness of a busy life.

~ Socrates

I Chatter, Chatter, As I Flow

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

Friday, February 10, 2017

How Calm

How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have died away,
And clouds, beneath the glancing ray,
Melt off, and leave the land and sea
Sleeping in bright tranquillity!

~ Thomas Moore

I Sometimes Hold It Half A Sin

I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel;
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.

But, for the unquiet heart and brain,
A use in measured language lies;
The sad mechanic exercise,
Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.

In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold;
But that large grief which these enfold
Is given in outline and no more.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

Sketch: Tennyson Reading Maud by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Thursday, February 09, 2017

Waiting For A Gift From The Sea

The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.

~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh

What Sweet Delight

What sweet delight a quiet life affords,
And what it is to be of bondage free,
Far from the maddening worldlings' hoarse discords;
Sweet flowery place, I first did learn of thee.

~ William Drummond of Hawthornden

Wednesday, February 08, 2017


Prayer has a sweet refining grace,
It educates the soul and heart.
It lends a lustre to the face,
And by its elevating art
It gives the mind an inner sight
That brings it near the Infinite.

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Tuesday, February 07, 2017

Weary With Toil

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travail tired;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body's work's expired.

~ William Shakespeare

My Debt To You

My debt to you, Beloved,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day.

~ Jessie B. Rittenhouse

Monday, February 06, 2017

Hold Fast To Dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

~ Langston Hughes

Saturday, February 04, 2017

I Spin

I spin on the circle
of wave upon wave of the sea.

~ Pablo Neruda

I Love To See The Cottage Smoke

I love to see the cottage smoke
Curl upwards through the naked trees.

~ John Clare

Friday, February 03, 2017

The Murmuring Sea-Shell

Oh, you who read some song that I have sung –
What know you of the soul from whence it sprung?
Dost dream the poet ever speaks aloud
His secret thought unto the listening crowd?
Go take the murmuring sea-shell from the shore –
You have its shape, its colour – and no more.
It tells not one of those vast mysteries
That lie beneath the surface of the seas.
Our songs are shells, cast out by waves of thought;
Here, take them at your pleasure; but think not
You've seen beneath the surface of the waves,
Where lie our shipwrecks, and our coral caves.

~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Sea Is Flowing Ever

The sea is flowing ever,
The land retains it never.

~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Thursday, February 02, 2017


'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

~ Thomas Campbell

Wednesday, February 01, 2017