This week features the first line of a poem by John Clare written in 1821. It's called Autumn...
The summer flower has run to seed
In some worlds
The summer flower has run to seed
Wild colours party in yesterdays
Only footprints on the sands
But in my world
The summer flower awakens
Dancing colours spill on the sands
And footprints gather
In my world
Your old summer love is just a vague shape
Your tainted colours have no lasting substance
And my lone footprints
Head for
A new summer season of
Kindred spirits
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AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Two Faces of Summer
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Tasmania
A place of beauty in the Western Tiers
Tasmania
View near Blackwood Park Cottages, Mole Creek
New Landscapes
New Worlds
The Inner Light of the Spirit
The Spirit of Inner Light
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7 comments:
I like your world where the summer flower awakens...lovely poem
Beautiful poem!
Warm and happy days ahead for you, a new season rejuvenating, full of sand, sea and flowers!!
You have reminded us well in the beautiful poem!!
Yes1 Yes! Yes! ;-)
Gorgeous soft shades of pink and gray, and so beautiful light!
it's good you can head for that new season and get out of a dysfunctional situation.
I am ready for summer and kindred spirits! Beautiful thoughts and well expressed!
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