I’ve been a bit rubbish at this particular challenge. In nearly three years I’ve tackled an entire 4 poems. And while I did learn them off at the time, I’m not entirely sure that I could just stand up and recite them now.
Not me at my most diligent!
So, I will refresh on the four so far this coming week and then attempt to add this one into the mix.
Night – Francis William Bourdillon
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
This is in an anthology of poems that I dip in and out of. I’ve never come across the poet before but will keep an eye out as I find this very simple and cute.