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Posted By: Liz
Friday, February 2, 2007 [ 10:44 am ]
Groundhog Day and Silent Poetry
It’s been brought to my attention that in celebration of The Feast of Brigid (aka Groundhog Day), there is a silent poetry reading going on in the knito-blogo-sphere. So, here’s my little contribution: a favorite poem from R.L. Stevenson’s Child’s Garden of Verses. This poem was one of my favorites as a kid, probably because it was always one of my dad’s favorites, and every time I read it, I think of him. So, we’ll call this a double-whammy tribute.
My Shadow by R.L. Stevenson
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow–
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all.
He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see;
I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
ETA – I had no idea when I posted this that it was going to post at 10:44, so let me share a quirk of mine: 10:44 is my absolute favorite time of the day, am or pm. I have no idea why, but it’s been that way for the last decade or so. Every time I see 10:44 – in a post, on the clock, whatever – I smile. It makes me happy. So, it makes me happy that this post was made at 10:44. That is all. :)
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