At last, April is here and I can post this famous poem by famous poet and Peckham boy, Robert Browning.
Then I am doing the washing up after my early lunch, buying some fruit, and going for a spin on on my bike on this beautiful day.

Home Thoughts From Abroad

Oh, to be in England
Now that April’s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!

And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossom’d pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge—
That’s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children’s dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!

13 thoughts on “April

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  2. Hope you have a wonderful time on your bike today enjoying a beautiful spring day…..that poem has always been a favorite of mine too – like a breath of fresh air!

    Pam (and Sam)

  3. I went to see a friend who has moved into a flat close by the river. She has been talking
    about signing up to Boris bikes, and I thought today might be the day. But we sat and talked until it was nearly dark and I had to pedal frantically to get home with just a front light before night fell. 🙂

  4. What a delightful poem. Yesterday’s weather was wonderful! I saw that they are predicting rain/snow on Wednesday. Very strange weather this year.

  5. Browning was living in Italy when he wrote it, and evidently homesick for an English spring. Mind you, the first few years I lived in London, I missed spring in the country sooooo much. I would feel trapped.

  6. I get deeper and deeper into the world you want to share with us. And that’s a comforting journey. thanks Isobel! All the best for you and your world

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