Who I Know
July 6, 2023When The Cuckoo Sings
July 6, 2023Where She Is Now
Where she is now, I cannot say–
The world has many a place of light:
Perhaps the sun’s eyelashes dance
On hers, to give them both delight;
Or does she sit in some green shade,
And then the air, that lies above,
Can with a hundred pale blue eyes
Look through the leaves and find my Love?
Perhaps she dreams of life with me,
Her cheek upon her finger-tips:
O that I could leap forward now,
Behind her back, and with my lips
Break through those curls above her nape,
That hover close and lightly there–
To prove if they are substance, or
But shadows of her lovely hair.
William Henry Davies
William Henry Davies (1871-1940) was a Welsh poet and writer, best known for his works that celebrated the beauty and simplicity of nature. He was born in Newport, Wales and spent much of his early life as a tramp, travelling across the UK and the USA. Davies wrote about his experiences as a wanderer, drawing on themes of poverty, social injustice and the struggles of everyday life. His most famous works include "Leisure," "The Hill of Summer" and "Autumn Landscape."