Nature Poems: excerpt from Sabbaths, VII, by Wendell Berry

There is a place you can gowhere you are quiet,a place of water and the light on the water. Trees are there,leaves, and the lighton leaves moved by air. Birds, singing, moveamong leaves, in leaf shadow.After many years you have come to no thought of these,but they are themselvesyour thoughts. There seems to be little…

POEMS: “Nature” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1878)

  “Nature” (1878)   As a fond mother, when the day is o’er,Leads by the hand her little child to bed,Half willing, half reluctant to be led,And leave his broken playthings on the floor,Still gazing at them through the open door,Nor wholly reassured and comfortedBy promises of others in their stead,Which, though more splendid, may…

POEMS: “A plain life” by William H. Davies

  A Plain Life No idle gold — since this fine sun, my friend, Is no mean miser, but doth freely spend. No prescious stones — since these green mornings show, Without a charge, their pearls where’er I go. No lifeless books — since birds with their sweet tongues Will read aloud to me their…

PROFOUND POEMS: “Passerby, These are Words” by Yves Bonnefoy

Passerby, These are Words Passerby, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of letters eaten by grass. Lend an ear, hear first of all the happy bee Foraging in our almost rubbed-out names. It flits between two sprays of leaves, Carrying the sound of…

NATURE POEMS: “Why I need the birds” by Lisel Mueller

  Why I Need the Birds When I hear them call in the morning, before I am quite awake, my bed is already traveling the daily rainbow, the arc toward evening; and the birds, leading their own discreet lives of hunger and watchfulness, are with me all the way, always a little ahead of me…