HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Continued from yesterday…
Poet, Alfred Lord Tennyson, ‘I Stood on a Tower’ (1865)
‘Seas at my feet were flowing,
Waves on the shingle pouring,
Old year roaring and blowing,
And New Year blowing and roaring.’
Tennyson wrote to his lifelong friend and poetry editor, Francis Turner Palgrave:
“What a season! The wind is roaring here like thunder and all my holly trees are rolling. Indeed, we have had whole weeks of wind.”
Here we are in January 2016, 150 years later, a new wind whips up the waves, stirs a restless sea and rustles the senses.
‘The gulls to the sky, went soaring
The waves, heavily churned, came falling
Whipped to the tip, spilt on the beach
A hundred horizons for us to seek
Today, tomorrow as the days flow
Bathe thousands of places for us to go
At home, for rest, we safely stay, until
The leaning winds send us far away
And just like birds, who leave awhile
We’ll each return to our worlds and smile.’
Take the first week of January calmly: ‘J‘ for Jolly, for Joy, for enJoyment.
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