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Poetry Friday: At Autumn Fitting by George Cotterell

April 10th, 2009 (12:21 am)
thirsty

Current Mood: thirsty
Current Song: House score music

My roof is hardly picturesque -
It lacks the pleasant reddish brown
Of the tiled house-tops out of town,
And cannot even hope to match
The modest beauty of the thatch:
Nor is it Gothic or grotesque -
No gable breaks, with quaint design,
Its hard monotony of line,
And not a gargoyle on the spout
Brings any latent beauty out:
Its only charm - I hold it high -
Is just its nearness to the sky.

- from An Autumn Fitting by George Cotterell

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Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: April 10th, 2009 03:49 pm (UTC)
Tanita Says :)

This is lovely and quite fitting -- we just moved into an apartment up a flight of twenty-one stairs, and it's nice to look down on the world for awhile!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: April 10th, 2009 03:55 pm (UTC)
Re: Tanita Says :)

How was the move? Do you take the stairs? I would because I'm silly that way. :)

Posted by: Susan Taylor Brown (susanwrites)
Posted at: April 10th, 2009 05:44 pm (UTC)

I like this...the nearness to the sky especially!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: April 10th, 2009 05:46 pm (UTC)

Look up, every day - that's what I say, because too many people neglect to do so.

Posted by: readergirlz (readergirlz)
Posted at: April 12th, 2009 02:02 am (UTC)

So lovely, LW! Thanks! ~Lorie Ann

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: April 12th, 2009 06:15 pm (UTC)
happy

:)

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