It’s a new day, it’s a new month! #poetry #September #harvest

Poet Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889) spent the 1st of September 1877 fishing in the Elwy in the Vale of Clwyd in Wales. He then took a very enthusiastic half an hours walk home alone, and in such time captured the inspiration for his poem ‘Hurrahing in Harvest.’
August 2015 is finally over, it has been an extremely disappointing month of weather, as our European cousins bask in 30 degrees of sun, we are sat under rain clouds and thunderous storms. Our outdoor swimming pools are deep, wide, muddy, stagnant puddles and our umbrellas shelter us from flash floods, not parasols to parade along the prom.

If summer has ended, as Hopkins states, let’s please hope for a better, sunnier autumn, now the pressure is off the summer months to perform; let’s will each day to be sunny and bright.

Hurrahing in Harvest

Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stools arise

Around; up above, what wind walks! what lovely behaviour

Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier

Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?


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