In the Fields
Lord when I look at lovely things which pass,
Under old trees the shadow of young leaves
Dancing to please the wind along the grass,
Or the gold stillness of the August sun on the August sheaves;
Can I believe there is a heavenlier world than this?
And if there is
Will the heart of any everlasting thing
Bring me these dreams that take my breath away?
They come at evening with the home-flying rooks and the scent of hay,
Over the fields. They come in spring.
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Charlotte Mew (1869-1928)
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada and the European Union]
Charlotte Mew biography
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada and the European Union]
Charlotte Mew biography
Charlotte Mew should be better known! By me and others. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI agree. But it would be good to get the text accurate.
ReplyDeleteThe above text is word-for-word that of her 2008 Selected Poems. Do you have a different version?
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