Helen Hunt Jackson

(18 October 1830 – 12 August 1885 / Amherst, Massachusetts)

Helen Hunt Jackson Poems

41. Poppies On The Wheat 1/3/2003
42. Refrain 1/3/2003
43. September 12/31/2002
44. Silence Again 4/14/2010
45. Songs Of Battle 1/3/2003
46. Spinning 4/14/2010
47. The Angel Of Pain 4/25/2012
48. The End Of Harvest 4/25/2012
49. The Fir-Tree And The Brook 1/3/2003
50. The Fountain Leaps As If Its Nearest Goal 4/25/2012
51. The Gospel Of Mystery 4/25/2012
52. The Poet's Forge 1/3/2003
53. The Victory Of Patience 1/3/2003
54. Tides 1/3/2003
55. To An Absent Lover 1/3/2003
56. Tryst 1/3/2003
57. Two Truths 1/3/2003
58. Unto One Who Lies At Rest 1/3/2003
59. Where? 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Helen Hunt Jackson

October's Bright Blue Weather

O suns and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather;

When loud the bumblebee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And goldenrod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant;

When gentians roll their fingers tight
To save them for the morning,
And chestnuts fall from satin burrs
Without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbine ...

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In what a strange bewilderment do we
Awake each morn from out the brief night's sleep.
Our struggling consciousness doth grope and creep
Its slow way back, as if it could not free
Itself from bonds unseen. Then Memory,
Like sudden light, outflashes from its deep
The joy or grief which it had last to keep
For us; and by the joy or grief we see
The new day dawneth like the yesterday;

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