Poetically Speaking: How Clear, How Lovely Bright by A.E. Housman

Much as I try to be positive and embrace each day, like many people when Monday morning dawns and another working week is looming, I can feel a little despondent.  I read this poem some time ago and came across it again today.  Its such a lovely reminder of the importance of grasping the day.  A good way to  start the week.

Wisley Gardens

How Clear, How Lovely Bright

How clear, how lovely bright,
How beautiful to sight
Those beams of morning play;
How heaven laughs out with glee
Where, like a bird set free,
Up from the eastern sea
Soars the delightful day.

To-day I shall be strong,
No more shall yield to wrong,
Shall squander life no more;
Days lost, I know not how,
I shall retrieve them now;
Now I shall keep the vow
I never kept before.
Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day.
A.E Housman (1859 – 1936)


  1. Carolyn Vincent
    August 1, 2017 / 6:55 am

    Just what I needed for a Tuesday morning Angie!

    • angiev@blueyonder.co.uk
      August 21, 2017 / 7:24 pm

      So glad you liked it. Its lovely isn’t it x

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