Summer Time Poem – Page 2

Heat : Hilda Doolittle (H. D.) : : Summer Time Classic : :

HeatH. D. – 1886-1961 ” O wind, rend open the heat,cut apart the heat,rend it to tatters. ” : : ” હે પવન , આ ગરમી ને‌ ખુલ્લી પાડી ઉઘાડ લાવ . તેના તાપને કકડે કકડા કર , એવી ફાડ કે બને કાગળ ના કકડા જેવી . ” ” Fruit cannot dropthrough this thick air—fruitContinue reading “Heat : Hilda Doolittle (H. D.) : : Summer Time Classic : :”

Blackberry-Picking : Seasmus Heany : : Summer Time Classic : :

Blackberry Picking : : : : : : : : : : : :: : : : : : : : : Late August, given heavy rain and sunFor a full week, the blackberries would ripen.At first, just one, a glossy purple clotAmong others, red, green, hard as a knot.You ate that first one andContinue reading “Blackberry-Picking : Seasmus Heany : : Summer Time Classic : :”

Adlestrop : Edward Thomas : : Summer Time Classic : :

Yes, I remember Adlestrop –The name, because one afternoonOf heat the express-train drew up thereUnwontedly. It was late June. The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.No one left and no one cameOn the bare platform. What I sawWas Adlestrop – only the name And willows, willow-herb, and grass,And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,No whit less stillContinue reading “Adlestrop : Edward Thomas : : Summer Time Classic : :”

As Imperceptibly As Grief : Emily Dickinson : : Summer Time Classic : :

As imperceptibly as GriefThe Summer lapsed away –Too imperceptible at lastTo seem like Perfidy –A Quietness distilledAs Twilight long begun,Or Nature spending with herselfSequestered Afternoon –The Dusk drew earlier in –The Morning foreign shone –A courteous, yet harrowing Grace,As Guest, that would be gone –And thus, without a WingOr service of a KeelOur Summer madeContinue reading “As Imperceptibly As Grief : Emily Dickinson : : Summer Time Classic : :”