Thanks to Cathy at Merely Day by Day for hosting Poetry Friday today!
* * * * *Last week I returned home from a trip to France, where I had a wonderful time visiting friends, sightseeing, and taking in the details of a different culture. I learned so much about the stormy, often tragic history of northwest France, where I was staying, and enjoyed the bread and chocolate immensely! I will share more about my trip later, but today I am happy to rejoin the Poetry Friday party and catch up with my writing friends! ☺
Today just happens to be the birthday of a poet that I admire very much, Eleanor Farjeon, who was born on February 13, 1881. During her career, Farjeon published numerous books, stories, and poems for children and adults, and earned several honors, including the Hans Christian Andersen and Carnegie Medals. One of my personal favorites by Farjeon is “Morning has Broken.” Farjeon was commissioned to write the lyrics for this hymn in 1931 for the hymnbook “Songs of Praise.”
I love this photograph of Ms. Farjeon!
Since Valentine’s Day is upon us, I thought today would be a great time to share two poems by Farjeon that celebrate two of her great loves—books and poetry. I hope you enjoy these as much as I do!
Booksby Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965)
What worlds of wonder are our books!As one opens them and looks,
New ideas and people rise
In our fancies and our eyes.
The room we sit in melts away,And we find ourselves at play
With some one who, before the end,
May become our chosen friend.
Or we sail along the pageTo some other land or age.
Here's our body in the chair,
But our mind is over there.
Each book is a magic boxWhich with a touch a child unlocks.
In between their outside covers
Books hold all things for their lovers.
Poetryby Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965)
What is Poetry? Who knows?Not a rose, but the scent of the rose;
Not the sky, but the light in the sky;
Not the fly, but the gleam of the fly;
Not the sea, but the sound of the sea;
Not myself, but what makes me
See, hear, and feel something that prose
Cannot: and what it is, who knows.
Happy Valentine’s Day, and Happy Writing!