Thursday, 29 March 2012

The Thursday Poem

Young Woman Reading by a Window by Delphin Enjolras


To a Fat Lady Seen from the Train
Triolet

O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman wom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering-sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?

Frances Cornford
(30th March 1886 - 19th August 1960)

from the book: Poem for the Day One

2 comments:

JENNIFER said...

Hi Sharon! I wanted to stop by to say hi! How have you been sweet friend? how are your two sweet pups doing? I haven't been up to much really, I did put some Easter decor out and just trying to keep up with the house work :o) Have a nice day! hugs Jennifer

Sharon said...

Hi Sweetie!

I am not so good to be honest ~ got a bit of a back problem which is causing me some concern *sigh* But the doggies are both really well :-)