April is the cruellest month

[Caribeing]

According to T.S. Eliot {From The Wasteland} April is the cruellest month, how true that is today in many places icy winds and snow.
The Poets reflected a lot of nature in their
works . Whats your favourite!

[shaneystar2]

Hi Mary
My favourite poem is Sea Fever by John Masefield .
I remember having to learn it off by heart at school. Although we used to substitute the second line for something really silly !
Having grown up by the sea as a child and then moving to a town which although on a river was not near the sea this poem used to remind me of what was to me ,at that time of teenage angst , home.
I used to recite it for Eng Lit homework until I was word perfect and my Dad being a seafaring man for most of his life who then had to work on land always thought it was heartbreaking .In fact we read it at his funeral many years ago .

[Caribeing]

Shaneystar
Thanks for you reply ,very poignant story!

[green dragon]

That certainly is a hard question, there are so many. Apart from loving humerous verse by John Ogden andJenny Joseph, I think I shall have to go for Funeral Blues by W.H.Auden - it just says it all - the anguish and perplexity of wondering why the world doesn't stop when you lose someone!