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It’s National Poetry Day on Thursday! And so I have two school libraries to festoon with verse over the next three days, and two poetry competitions to organise. (more…)

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Autumn Leaves (1856), Sir John Everett Millais 1829-1896 ; Oil on canvas (Manchester Galleries), via Wikimedia Commons

Autumn Leaves (1856), Sir John Everett Millais 1829-1896 ; Oil on canvas (Manchester Galleries), via Wikimedia Commons

Autumn is coming, and Christina Rossetti’s Goblin Market, in those first lines heaping fruit upon fruit, is to me a poem of that season. I accept that it doesn’t make a lot of sense, as many of the fruits are summer produce, but still it says Autumn to me; in the heaping of the fruit I see the work of creating preserves for the colder months, and this is something I do as Autumn comes.

Goblin Market

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather,—
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy.” (more…)

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