Sunday, April 20, 2008

Poem of the Day and Amusing Illustration

Oh Rose, thou art sick!

Oh Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
in the howling storm
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy.
And with his dark secret love,
does thy life destroy.

(William Blake)

I took this photograph on my early-morning walk today... poetry among the jonquils.


david mcmahon said...

I always have time for a) poetry b) flowers and c) spur-of-the-moment photography.

Bachelor said...

Nice poem and a special find on a morning walk. Have a great week :)

Cath said...

What a beautiful way to enjoy poetry - a great way to gently remind not to take nature's beauty away from her.

R.A.D. Stainforth said...

Do you know the wonderfully scary setting of The Sick Rose from Benjamin Britten’s Serenade? Chilling.

Blog Princess G said...

DM, it was an honour just to be nominated! ;)

B and CC - thank you! I'll be visiting your blogs straightway. :)

RAD: No, I don't - can you tell us more?