Erosion
by E.J. Pratt
It took the sea a thousand years,
It took the sea an hour one night,A thousand years to trace The granite features of this cliff, In crag and scarp and base. An hour of storm to place The sculpture of these granite seams Upon a woman's face. Upon a woman's face.  |
| Peggy's Cove. Like another planet, without the sci-fi-ness. Like time traveling. 19th Century anyone? Peaceful. Singular. Hard to put it into words. Except this: zoetic. |
Great poem. I remember learning it in school. I was amazed the first time I ever went to Peggy's Cove and saw those incredible rocks.
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteStrangely, I have spent the last hour selecting and enjoying poems for 'the Sunday Post' slot.
Not like me to get organised and get things ready in advance.
{Not sure it feels right either}
I like this. Not one I'd come across before.
Cheers!
Ha! I also remember this one from.. I think.. English 10. :)
ReplyDeletenice poem....and I love that pic, where is it?
ReplyDeleteAn awesome place to sit and be alone :) I like it.
ReplyDeleteEroded or sculpted?
ReplyDelete@DSWS It is an amazing place.
ReplyDelete@Alistair Slainte.
@Chelle Good memory.
@G Thanks. Nova Scotia.
@alittlesprite One always needs a spot like that.
@AC Eroded. As for me, I prefer sculpted.
Me too. :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous. The pic and the poetry.
ReplyDeleteNow I have this song in my head. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6RPgAFbXXQ
ReplyDeleteI love this poem, but I have to ask, is it talking about the wrinkles on an old woman's face?
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