Norwood Green Sunset 16.12.20
There was another beautiful winter sunset in Norwood Green this afternoon. The sky was indeed 'like a furnace burning.'
The frosty sky, like a furnace burning,
The keen air, crisp and cold,And a sunset that splashes the clouds with gold
But my heart to summer turning.
Come back, sweet summer ! Come back again !
I hate the snow,
And the icy winds that the north lands blow,
And the fall of the frozen rain.
I hate the iron ground,
And the Christmas roses,
And the sickly day that dies when it closes,
With never a song or a sound.
Come back ! come back ! with your passionate heat
And glowing hazes,
And your sun that shines as a lover gazes,
And your day with the tired feet.
It seems wrong somehow to long for summer to come back. I love the seasons and the unique qualities each one brings. What about you? Christmas roses too are beautiful; how could the poet hate them? The Christmas rose,or Helleborus niger, is called such due to an old legend that it sprouted in the snow from the tears of a young girl who had no gift to give the Christ child in Bethlehem.
Writing prompt:
- Do you, like Lord Alfred Douglas, long for summer again, or are you content with what this season brings?
- What does this season bring for you?
- What gift would you bring for 'the Christ child in 'Bethlehem'?
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