Home » Poetry » Fall and Spring

Fall and Spring

Top Posts & Pages




When Lynn is not writing, she is kept busy caring for her family and their pets. "Hillary’s Angel" is her first novel and "Upside Down" her second.

View Full Profile →

Wrote this one for you:


This final poem is based on Spring and Fall by Gerard Manley Hopkins, which appears below.

 “to a pensioner”

Margaret, are you celebrating

that the bushveld’s heart’s awakening?

Grasslands, like some angel’s gift, your

old bones must cast off, can’t you?

Ah! As your thoughts grow longer

And reminiscence warmer, stronger

Every day, you’d like to cry

For each new shoot of grass you spy;

Yet you can’t weep, and don’t know why.

Now it matters what it’s called

How else could you tell the world:

All the joy that you have had

All you’ve done, the good, the bad.

It’s their happiness you’ll die for,

Your children’s children that you smile for.

” to a young child”

Margaret, are you grieving

Over Goldengrove unleaving?

Leaves, like the things of man, you

With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?

Ah! as the heart grows older

It will come to such sights colder

By and by, nor spare a sigh

Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie’

And yet you will weep and know why.

Now no matter, child, the name:

Sorrow’s springs are the same,

Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed

What heart heard of, ghost guessed:

It is the blight man was born for,

It is Margaret you mourn for.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

My first book – click to preview

%d bloggers like this: