A Remembrance Poem by Bliss William Carman

A Remembrance

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HERE in lovely New England
When summer is come, a sea-turn
Flutters a page of remembrance
In the volume of long ago.
Soft is the wind over Grand Pré
Stirring the heads of the grasses,
Sweet is the breath of the orchards
White with their apple-blow.
There at their infinite business
Of measuring time forever,
Murmuring songs of the sea,
The great tides come and go.
Over the dikes and the uplands
Wander the great cloud shadows,
Strange as the passing of sorrow,
Beautiful, solemn, and slow.
For, spreading her old enchantment
Of tender ineffable wonder,
Summer is there in the Northland!
How should my heart not know?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 03 December 2015

He certainly knows how to start a poem- When summer is come, a sea-turn Flutters a page of remembrance In the volume of long ago.

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