tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388717540545987605.post6923487248815165834..comments2024-01-26T19:48:37.576+00:00Comments on crivens jings and help ma blog: Where day and night splitAlistairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16667242161539996736noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388717540545987605.post-17727994273288756822009-11-24T09:02:29.352+00:002009-11-24T09:02:29.352+00:00Hullo Folks,
Thanks for all your nice comments on...Hullo Folks,<br /><br />Thanks for all your nice comments on this post.<br /><br />MM - loved the rythm and gentleness of the poem. Thanks.<br /><br />cheers.....Al.Alistairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16667242161539996736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388717540545987605.post-72209465601407462212009-11-24T03:45:23.675+00:002009-11-24T03:45:23.675+00:00I think the "in betweens" offer a lot of...I think the "in betweens" offer a lot of interest and beauty--the moments between day and night, the seasons of spring and fall which both have something of that which is passing and that which is yet to arrive. I often think of verses which are set to music in an older hymnal which I have. I've never heard it sung, but the words are appropriate, expecially to us who sleep poorly and perhaps long for the greater sanity of morning.<br />This is by Jan Struther:<br />"High o'er the lonely hills, black turns to gray.<br />Birdsong the valley fills, Mists fold away.<br />Gray wakes to green again, Beauty is seen again;<br />Gold and serene again Dawneth the day."<br /><br />The poem might be too gently pastoral for some modern tastes, but for me it captures experience. How often I have watched dawn come into a room or the landscape beyond a window curtain--waiting for just that moment when dark shapes are again defined by light and and color.Morning's Minionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01912356455981434029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388717540545987605.post-78249239534118269562009-11-20T21:54:08.298+00:002009-11-20T21:54:08.298+00:00What a wonderful portrait of the weather and seaso...What a wonderful portrait of the weather and seasons at our northern latitudes (even more so for you!). I love to celebrate the changes in light and warmth as we hurtle round the sun. A wonderfully evocative posting, thank you.Big Swiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00517517283834444552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388717540545987605.post-34560941364191884912009-11-20T17:14:13.309+00:002009-11-20T17:14:13.309+00:00You're a modern day poet Al ,,You're a modern day poet Al ,,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com