A Wintry Sonnet – Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

This is a great poem for anytime of the year, but I especially like it as winter gives way to spring.

“A WINTRY SONNET” – by Christina Rossetti

A Robin said: The Spring will never come,
And I shall never care to build again.
A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome,
My sap will never stir for sun or rain.
The half Moon said: These nights are fogged and slow,
I neither care to wax nor care to wane.
The Ocean said: I thirst from long ago,
Because earth’s rivers cannot fill the main.

When Springtime came, red Robin built a nest,
And trilled a lover’s song in sheer delight.
Grey hoarfrost vanished, and the Rose with might
Clothed her in leaves and buds of crimson core.
The dim Moon brightened. Ocean sunned his crest,
Dimpled his blue, yet thirsted evermore.

Click here for a Good Friday Poem by Christina Rossetti.
Click here for a winter poem by Ray Fowler.

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