Well since a new semester has stared in school, I no longer have poetry class. Which I really miss, so I really enjoy posting this poems once a week.
Today's poem is pretty short but I enjoy it.
The Sun-Dial at Wells College
By: Henry Van Dyke
The shadow by my finger cast
Divides the future from the past:
Before it, sleeps the unborn hour
In darkness, and beyond thy power:
Behind its unreturning line,
The vanished hour, no longer thine:
One hour alone is in thy hands,--
The NOW on which the shadow stands.
Have a good weekend!
-Jane
Your semester already started...Wow. Was poetry class an elective? Hopefully, you might get another class that you equally will enjoy.
ReplyDelete<3 This poem is the most beautiful one i've read that you've posted so far. And even though it's short, it's sweet, and beautiful.
Thanks, I'm glad you like it. It's a great poem and has a lot of meaning.
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