FEBRUARY. by Helen Hunt Jackson.
Still lie the sheltering snow
And reign the Winter's pregnant silence still;
No sign of spring, save the catkin's fill,
And willow stems grow daily red and white
These are the days when ancients held a rite,
of expiation for the old year's ill.
And prayer to purify the new year's will :
Fit days, ere yet the bounding blood grows hot with haste,
And dreaming thoughts grow heavy with haste,
The ardent summer's joy to have and taste;
Fit days, to give to last years losses held,
To reckon clear the new life's sterner need;
Fit days for Feast of Expiation placed.
I do hope that you enjoyed reading this Fetching sonnet written by Helen.H. Jackson it comes from her 'A Calander of Sonnets'..... a collection of poems relating, mainly to the months in the year and the changing seasons thereon.
I believe she is more widely known for 'A Century of Dishonour', which described the adverse effects of Government treatment, and mistreatment of Native Americans.
She was a very Feisty lady and a keen activist in fighting for better treatment of the Native Americans, she wasn't afraid to take on corrupt politicians and Frequently spoke loudly and clearly for her cause.
Sincere thanks to the Fabulous Denise Nesbitt for bringing us all so much Fun when she First devised ABCW, also to the Frightfully Factual Roger for all he does ably assisted by the Fearless Leslie from Vancouver BC. Finally we mustn't Forget the team of helpers who fervently help with visiting and commenting on other sites. That's it FOLKS ! I'm just about Finished.
I hadn't heard from here so thank you for the intriduction!ReplyDelete
Lovelye sonnets indeed...Not a monthe I dislike except for the hazardhous streets when there is frozen snow etc on it...
I have good reason to like FEBRUARY as it is the month in whichDelete
I was born and, would you believe it was snowing.....Also Guess what?
I love the snow ! I agree with you though, in not liking the hazards
it causes on the streets etc.
A masterful introduction for the letter F! Well done!ReplyDelete
Your kind words are most appreciated.
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Fabulous! Fantastic!! Thank you Di:)ReplyDelete
I am FERVENTLY FLATTERED,
You are a fantastic formidable friend, with the best posts of all of us!ReplyDelete
Thank you dear Wil,Delete
What a kind thing to say, I must say, quite FRANKLY, I FELT
a lump in my throat.
I am so happy to have made so many FRIENDS on ABCW and look FORWARD
to reading everybodys' contributions....such FUN !
Best wishes my FRIEND,
My "F" stands for FITZROY Gardens in Melbourne.
And "F" is for FRANCE and FOLIES BergéreReplyDelete
Fantastic! Thanks for hosting.ReplyDelete
In my entry, "F" is for FISKARDO, in Cephalonia, Greece
Thanks for sharing this poem! I'm not a Fan of winter, even though I was born in the month of February.ReplyDelete
Hi, Di, this is the first thing I've ever read by Ms. Jackson. Fetching, it is. In California, she's well known as the author of "Ramona", a novel I keep saying I ought to read. Maybe it's time.ReplyDelete
Quite a nice poem. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
My entry for F - https://beautyishisfootprint.wordpress.com/2016/08/12/of-knots-and-freedom/Delete
I have some freezing weather in mine also.ReplyDelete