Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

November - Poem by Thomas Hood

No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -
November!


Comments about November by Thomas Hood

  • (7/8/2018 5:25:00 AM)


    I learnt this wonderful poem at School in 1954 (Report) Reply

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  • (6/14/2018 5:22:00 PM)


    this isn't the whole poem! this is about a third of the full thing (Report) Reply

  • (5/20/2018 2:18:00 PM)


    Such a clever poem! Love this - think I will get my students to write a similar one. (Report) Reply

  • (2/13/2018 12:26:00 PM)


    An exact and precise descriptive poem of the hopelessness of this often dreary month. The poem can also describe a clinically depressed person who may 'head knowledge' knowledge that bright health is near (Christmas in December) , but who is wrapped up in the repeating, joyless present - melancholy mourning.

    A sad poem.
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  • (1/15/2018 9:27:00 AM)


    I want reference to the context of the poem November (Report) Reply

    (3/28/2018 3:00:00 AM)

    November can be depressing or not! We made it Not.60 years ago my Second grade had to sing, for a November time celebration: Clear November cool and bright; leaves are shining all their might; Say, I'll paint the leaves at night with colors gay. St. Mary Catho School, Lancaster, Ohio.

  • (11/1/2015 4:00:00 AM)


    The previous poem is the full version. Looking out of my window first thing this 1st November morning of 2015, brought it to mind. A true celebration of the month ahead...but I do believe the sun is trying to break through! So flee depression! (Report) Reply

  • Alesia Leach (11/1/2014 5:03:00 PM)


    That's November for you. The blah month. (Report) Reply

  • (9/12/2012 7:54:00 AM)


    The poem actually has several more verses, showing what the month was like in fog-filled London in the early Victorian period when he wrote it. It's most quoted version is as above; probably from a 1980s pop band using it on an album, though I'm not sure of that. As a child I always resented it because I was a November baby and it was always quoted at me on my birthday. I like it better if I see it as a description of a specific time and place in that month rather than an insult to the month (though I do have to admit it is sometimes true of November!) . (Report) Reply

  • (2/6/2009 10:09:00 PM)


    No-one who has experienced the English winter can read this poem without a shiver of amusement! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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