tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865166082152058468.post8037589639146629875..comments2024-03-25T16:40:40.290+01:00Comments on Reflections and Nature: A reminderSandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17015603838340372502noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865166082152058468.post-71938583152460410552010-06-10T22:36:09.415+02:002010-06-10T22:36:09.415+02:00Thank you, Bill for the lovely poem by Emily Dicki...Thank you, Bill for the lovely poem by Emily Dickinson. I have a small book of her poems... so delicate. I am happy to know another poem of hers. Thank you for sharing it here. So perfect!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17015603838340372502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865166082152058468.post-5067326120210322422010-06-10T21:44:05.077+02:002010-06-10T21:44:05.077+02:00Very nice, Zinnia. Here's another reminder to ...Very nice, Zinnia. Here's another reminder to accompany the lovely shot of your barley field.<br /><br />THE GRASS by Emily Dickinson<br /><br />The grass so little has to do, --<br />A sphere of simple green,<br />With only butterflies to brood,<br />And bees to entertain,<br /><br />And stir all day to pretty tunes<br />The breezes fetch along,<br />And hold the sunshine in its lap<br />And bow to everything;<br /><br />And thread the dews all night, like pearls,<br />And make itself so fine, --<br />A duchess were too common<br />For such a noticing.<br /><br />And even when it dies, to pass<br />In odors so divine,<br />As lowly spices gone to sleep,<br />Or amulets of pine.<br /><br />And then to dwell in sovereign barns,<br />And dream the days away, --<br />The grass so little has to do,<br />I wish I were the hay!Billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17726441066530758514noreply@blogger.com