352nd Virtual Poetry Circle
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Welcome to the 352nd Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s book suggested.
Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Today’s poem is from Ernest Christopher Dowson:
April Love
We have walked in Love's land a little way, We have learnt his lesson a little while, And shall we not part at the end of day, With a sigh, a smile?
A little while in the shine of the sun, We were twined together, joined lips forgot How the shadows fall when day is done, And when Love is not.
We have made no vows - there will none be broke, Our love was free as the wind on the hill, There was no word said we need wish unspoke, We have wrought no ill.
So shall we not part at the end of day, Who have loved and lingered a little while, Join lips for the last time, go our way, With a sigh, a smile.
What do you think?
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