Thursday, February 21, 2008

A Poem by an American Poet Robert Francis (1901 - 1987 / USA)

I thought this afternoon I should post a piece by an American Poet.  This one is by Robert Francis.  I like it very much.  Ironically it reminds me of my trip to the Island of Harris, Scotland last summer with my dear friend, Hoff. I would like to dedicate this one to him.


From where I stand the sheep stand still
As stones against the stony hill.

The stones are gray
And so are they.

And both are weatherworn and round,
Leading the eye back to the ground.

Two mingled flocks -
The sheep, the rocks.

And still no sheep stirs from its place
Or lifts its Babylonian face.

Robert Francis


shari said...

Lovely blog; I'll be learning about sheep and enjoying it too. I'll read it to Meg, who only wants some to run after to make her Cardi heart sing.

As to Christopher Marlow's "Passionate Shepherd", there's an answer somewhere that begins

"If all the world and love were young, and truth in every shepherd's tongue ..."

English Lit. was a long time ago for me and I've forgotten the author of the response, but it is clever.


Gimmer said...

Thanks for that, Shari. Let's post that one here in the next couple days for all to enjoy. I can make it a main entry for comment. It's very fitting that it was written by SIR WALTER RALEIGH

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