Poems

Chapter 81: L’OISEAU DES BOIS

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About This Book

A varied collection of lyric and narrative verse that moves between short songs, sonnets, rondels, and longer meditative pieces. Many poems use pastoral and seasonal imagery to celebrate fields, harvest, and the sensory life of the natural world while also acknowledging the hardships and dignity of rural labor. Recurring themes include love, absence, memory, and spiritual longing, treated with formal variety and musical language. The tone alternates between celebratory, elegiac, and reflective, blending vivid description with moral and emotional observation.

L’OISEAU DES BOIS

Last night I heard in the wood green and still,

The sweetest music sung by any bird.

I never knew the soul of song, until

Last night I heard.

Pure as life’s morning, warm as love first stirred,

Fresh it outpoured our close attent to fill.

Dearest, you were beside me, and your word

Did through the heavenly harmonies distil

The spirit’s joy: and grosser sense was blurred.

I never knew the soul of Love, until—

Last night I heard!