Sugar Magnolia

By cew

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie.
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It was the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

...Gerard Manley Hopkins


Yeah...I know another poem. This is one of my friend Juli's favourite poems. I told her many years ago I would do this in calligraphy for her. Over the years I have started it many times but never finished it. Then Juli and her husband moved to Newfoundland and I wanted to do it and send it to her....never happened....Now they live just down the highway about an hour in Stratford, Ontario...and still I haven't done it for her.

I bet she has forgotten all about it.

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