Featured Poem: The Winter’s Spring by John Clare

My mind turns often to John Clare, and my book about him appears to be selling well.

The Reader Online

It may not officially be Winter until next week, but no doubt the woolly hats and scarves have long come out of storage for the chill that is lingering in the air. Though people are often quick to point the minus points of the season (along with the lower scale of temperature), there is much to celebrate about the coldest time of year too. To those who may be in doubt of any positives, why not take a read of this poem by John Clare – almost a love poem with the declaration “To those who keep their hearts their own/The winter is the spring“.

The Winter’s Spring

The winter comes; I walk alone,
I want no bird to sing;
To those who keep their hearts their own
The winter is the spring.
No flowers to please–no bees to hum–
The coming spring’s already come.
I never…

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