Friday, 15 October 2010

An Autumn Evening by Lucy Maud Montgomery

An Autumn Evening

Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky
Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below
The dome of sunset long, hushed valleys lie
Cradling the twilight, where the lone winds blow
And wake among the harps of leafless trees
Fantastic runes and mournful melodies.

The chilly purple air is threaded through
With silver from the rising moon afar,
And from a gulf of clear, unfathomed blue
In the southwest glimmers a great gold star
Above the darkening druid glens of fir
Where beckoning boughs and elfin voices stir.

And so I wander through the shadows still,
And look and listen with a rapt delight,
Pausing again and yet again at will
To drink the elusive beauty of the night,
Until my soul is filled, as some deep cup,
That with divine enchantment is brimmed up.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

Monday, 11 October 2010


Every man's memory is his private literature.

Aldous Huxley

Saturday, 9 October 2010

Blogging absence

OK - so I haven't blogged for ages...
I've stopped doing challenges as they are driving me insane!
I'm also stopping doing individual book reviews, as I just haven't got the time!!

So ... new plan...
Monday literary quote - keep
Friday poem - keep
Sunday sonnet - keep
Saturday - weekly round up and review of books I really like!

Will add books read recently later today!!