Amends To Nature Poem by Arthur Symons

Amends To Nature

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I have loved colours, and not flowers;
Their motion, not the swallows wings;
And wasted more than half my hours
Without the comradeship of things.

How is it, now, that I can see,
With love and wonder and delight,
The children of the hedge and tree,
The little lords of day and night?

How is it that I see the roads,
No longer with usurping eyes,
A twilight meeting-place for toads,
A mid-day mart for butterflies?

I feel, in every midge that hums,
Life, fugitive and infinite,
And suddenly the world becomes
A part of me and I of it.

Margaret O Driscoll 01 March 2016

What a wonderful poem, glad I happened upon this!

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Edward Kofi Louis 10 January 2017

A part of me. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Tom Allport 10 January 2017

beautifully written poem about the world around us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 10 January 2017

A wonderful poem on what is going on around us as we wake up to face the world. Liked it.

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Kris Rozz 12 June 2017

Beautiful flow, amazing rhyme.

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Ashish 11 July 2022

Nice peom

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Ayman 22 March 2021

Hey I need help with my assignment and what type of poem is this free verse or haiku or an ode or or narrative? ?

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Srushti Dodamani 27 August 2020

Nature beauty well expressed...thanks

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Rajni 16 March 2020

Please give me explanation

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Arthur Symons

Arthur Symons

Milford Havens, Wales
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