GLEE! The storm is over!
Four have recovered the land;
Forty gone down together
Into the boiling sand.
Ring, for the scant salvation!
Toll, for the bonnie souls,
Neighbor, and friend, and bridegroom,
Spinning upon the shoals!
How the will tell the shipwreck
When winter shakes at the door,
Till the children ask, "But the forty?
Did they come back no more?"
Then silence suffuses the story,
And a softness the teller's eye;
And the children no further question,
And only the waves reply.
What a cool idea to memorize and illustrate a poem each month! This is great. I'm very mainstream. I think my favorite ED poem is "Hope is a thing with feathers" :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Susanna! I love that poem as well. I have a book of Emily Dickinson poems that I've spent many hours pouring over. She is wonderful.
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