Friday, November 1, 2024

November Has Arrived!

 



 Every year when November rolls around I think of this little poem.  I believe he meant it humorously!


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November
by
Thomas Hood 


No sun — no moon!
No morn — no noon —
No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day.

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member —
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! —
November!






Thomas Hood (1799 - 1845) was a poet, publisher, editor, and humorist. The son of a bookseller, he was born in London and lived there for most of his life, with stints in Scotland and Belgium. Well known for his puns and comic verse, Thomas also composed poems that drew attention to the social evils of his day.

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    Years ago when we lived in Seattle, there was a little old man I would see walking the streets, rain or shine.  He was ancient, and he wore a complete set of yellow rain gear, hat and all. 
    I called him November. Bless his heart. I think he was taking exercise.
    In any case, I pray that our November this year brings us good news and a profound betterment in the national situation.
    I pray for justice, and the revelation of truth. But above that I pray that God's will be manifest on earth.





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