Poems

Chapter 92: THE YEAR’S END

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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.

THE YEAR’S END

What are my ways now that my Love is dead?

As candles round a bier stand future days.

Must I then read in annals of years fled

What are my ways?

On, the Time-reaping shining sickle sways;

I watch in fog and rain with bended head;

And for no flower swathe the cold blade stays.

If memory were a solace, hearts that bled

Were healed long since!... Now the quick tear betrays

I may not with my past be comforted:

What are my ways?