Amends To Nature Poem by Arthur Symons
Amends To Nature
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.
A wonderful poem on what is going on around us as we wake up to face the world. Liked it.
Hey I need help with my assignment and what type of poem is this free verse or haiku or an ode or or narrative? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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10/31/2025 7:57:59 AM # 1.0.0
What a wonderful poem, glad I happened upon this!