Jane Austen's Bicentenary 2017
I picture you, Jane,
selecting scraps of cloth
to patch your quilt with buttercups,
clover, lemon balm
your needle sure as a feather quill
you stitch a song with feverfew,
bluebells, forget-me-nots
and the wood anemone,
this lowly beauty
caught in a flush of sunshine
before the canopy closes.
A poignant bit of verse, well conceived and nicely brought forth with conviction. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing, Angela.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Angela " Meadowsweet" you have beautifully painted with words. the most loved lines ...this lowly beauty caught in a flush of sunshine before the canopy closes.....