Friday, August 21, 2015

A Book of the Seasons: August 21.



Measure the progress 
of the season by the clock 
of the blue vervain . . .
so you get not the
absolute time – but the true 
time of the season.

The progress of the
blue vervain measures the true
time of the season.

This afternoon I
noticed a yellow spider
on a goldenrod.

Bees on goldenrods
improve their time before the
sun of the year sets.

There are as few

or fewer birds heard 

than flowers seen.

August 21, 1852


Methinks I have not 

heard a robin sing morning 

or evening of late,

 August 21, 1853


Small wary dipper – 
solitary, dark-colored – 
diving midst the pads.
August 21, 1854


Rains all day and wind 
rises and shakes off much fruit
and beats down the corn.

August 21, 2019



A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality."
~edited, assembled and rewritten by zphx © 2009-2015


No comments:

Post a Comment

Popular Posts Last 30 Days.

The week ahead in Henry’s journal

The week ahead in Henry’s journal
A journal, a book that shall contain a record of all your joy.
"A stone fruit. Each one yields me a thought." ~ H. D. Thoreau, March 28, 1859


I sit on this rock
wrestling with the melody
that possesses me.