Sunday, April 12, 2015

Sunday Poetry - Christina Rossetti

One final poem from the anthology I've been reading during Lent. Christina Rossetti is one of my favourite poets & this lovely poem is one of her most optimistic & joyful. Rossetti lived such a quiet life in many ways. I remember reading her letters over several years as they were published & I thought they were fascinating even though they were often just short notes about a charity she was involved in or an enquiry after a friend. There was very little about her poetry but I loved their quiet domesticity as she cared for several elderly aunts & her mother in their last years.

My heart is like a singing bird
        Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
        Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
        That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
        Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
        Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
        And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
        In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
        Is come, my love is come to me


  1. This poem is absolutely beautiful! Such lovely imagery and language. Thanks for sharing this!

    1. You're welcome! It is a lovely poem.

  2. It is a beautiful poem - one of those that sits on the verge of cliché but doesn't topple over. Lovely.

    1. It's one of her happiest poems, I think.

  3. Lovely. And she wrote In The Bleak Midwinter, my favourite carol.

    1. ITBM is one of my favourite carols too.