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Poem of the Month

History will Remember

History will remember when the world stopped

And the flights stayed on the ground.

And the cars parked in the street.

And the trains didn’t run.


History will remember when the schools closed

And the children stayed indoors

And the medical staff walked towards the fire

And they didn’t run.


History will remember when the people sang

On their balconies, in isolation

But so very much together

In courage and song.


History will remember when the people fought

For their old and their weak

Protected the vulnerable

By doing nothing at all.


History will remember when the virus left

And the houses opened

And the people came out

And hugged and kissed

And started again


Kinder than before.

  Donna Ashworth –

The Windhover

I caught this morning morning's minion, king- 

  dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in     

his riding 

  Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding 

High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing 

In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,

  As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding 

  Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding 

Stirred for a bird,—the achieve of; the mastery of the thing!  


Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here 

  Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion

Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier! 


  No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion 

Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, 

  Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.


Gerard Manley Hopkins - 1844-1889

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