I’m feeling pretty great today, because I got a lovely review for FHN yesterday from Publishers Weekly. I’m the one grinning … at least until the next ten inches of snow starts falling on Washington, DC.
This next poet is known for once tying a blue ribbon to a lobster named Thibault and taking him for a walk through Parisian gardens. Seriously. This poem is more about loving all creatures, rather than romantic love, and the flower line is sometimes translated as “Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.” I like that.
Don’t worry about the title on this one. I’m having trouble finding it too!
Honor in each creature the spirit which moves it:
Each flower is a soul moved by Nature’s face;
In each metal resides some of love’s mystery;
“All things feel!” And all you are is powerful.