days are where we live

What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?

Philip Larkin

Happy Valentines!

There’s music in the waking woods,
   There’s glory in the air;                                              
Birds, in their merry summer moods,
   Now rant and revel there:
Joy wakes, and wantons all around,
   Love laughs in every call,
Music in many hearts is found,
   And Poesy breathes in all.

John Clare

Happy Valentines!

There’s music in the waking woods,

   There’s glory in the air;                                              

Birds, in their merry summer moods,

   Now rant and revel there:

Joy wakes, and wantons all around,

   Love laughs in every call,

Music in many hearts is found,

   And Poesy breathes in all.

John Clare

1 year ago