John Clare

(13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864 / Northamptonshire / England)

Emmonsail's Heath in Winter


I love to see the old heath's withered brake
Mingle its crimpled leaves with furze and ling,
While the old heron from the lonely lake
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  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/25/2014 12:31:00 AM)

    hang on little twigs and start again. this is the life and we have to pick up (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,124 Points Kevin Patrick (10/25/2012 10:07:00 PM)

    Clare's life was tragic even by poet standards he followed the tradition of troubled souls who used the pen to escape the horrors of their mind. What I love about his nature poems is how he can fill every scene with naturalistic beauty with rich cascading language. I know I could never walk under moonlight glade and come up with what he came. His was a true passion for the world, even though it ate his being.
    A good work from a great man (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Straw (10/25/2012 7:09:00 PM)

    The word love at the beginning is indicative. This lovely poem shows Clare's psychic downward trend. Out of the darkness of the soul soars the light. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 228 Points John Shea (10/25/2012 2:58:00 PM)

    I see the quagmire in the write. The evil crow in its flight.Frozen hedgehogs in the hedgerows.Then I hang my hat and start a party beside the trunk where the gypsy makes his bed. Certainly he was surely a dead head fan back in the day. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Michael Harmon (10/26/2009 10:09:00 PM)

    So, PH, why was my comment removed? (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 572 Points Ramesh T A (10/25/2009 1:53:00 AM)

    A model sonnet of poetic stuff about Natural vegetation in winter is good for reading pleasure rather than for ideas commendable! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 110 Points Myrtle Thomas (2/1/2009 12:39:00 PM)

    I loved this poem although much of the descriptions I dont understand.But it is good poetry, the words are just old English descriptors, but lovely just the same (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Marcy Jarvis (10/25/2005 12:45:00 AM)

    Mark, we should all be as idiotic. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mark Smith (10/25/2004 2:10:00 PM)

    I know I have just made an idiot of my self but at least I know good poetry when I read it that the only seed of comfort I have (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mark Smith (10/25/2004 2:05:00 PM)

    Too good to only read on this site I hope you get published in the real world (Report) Reply

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