Lent 27

[mylodon]

Friday didn't happen. By which I don't mean the day itself didn't happen, just my Lent post. I lay the blame on very poor hotel wifi - we were away for a family wedding weekend and I couldn't get into the internet from my room.

I offer you as compensation a beautiful trio of black swans



and a Lenten reflection that's triply appropriate. Old Will Shakespeare had a way with words, as this sonnet shows. It can be taken as a reflection on marriage, on the love seen in friendship and on God's love for us.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love ’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me prov’d,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.

Comments

[nodbear.livejournal.com]

Hotel wifi is very often dodgy anyway so good job you left it !!

[mylodon.livejournal.com]

Amazing how we now rely on these things.

[nodbear.livejournal.com]

meant also to thank you for the post - swans and shakespeare both good news :)

Found you a poem to go with the swans :

Black Swan

On one leg
I feel the deep-earth cool,
the slide of an inch of water
before it drops white in sun sparks,
and I swan-dream of a summer
of days like this, my hard red mouth
in the down of my feathers,black
as anthracite gathering heat
from a distant star.

This is from an excellent collection called the RSPB Anthology of Wildlife Poetry edited by Celia Warren and this one is by Graham Burchell

[mylodon.livejournal.com]

How lovely. Thanks for that!