Author Archives: Leanne Hooper
Sharing London
To our dear family and friends (if you’re reading this, that’s you), To say we have been terrible at keeping you up-to-date on our great London adventure would be an understatement. The last time we updated the blog with anything … Continue reading
Twenty-Eighth Advent Poem, “On The Morning Of Christ’s Nativity” by John Milton
It’s Christmas Eve, making this the last of the Advent poems. Thank you all so much for following along! For this Christmas Eve I’ve chosen John Milton’s “On The Morning Of Christ’s Nativity”. Merry Christmas! “On The Morning Of Christ’s … Continue reading
Twenty-Seventh Advent Poem, “In the bleak mid-winter” by Christina Rossetti
Christina Rossetti’s “A Christmas Carol” or, as it is more commonly known, “In the bleak mid-winter” is one of my absolute favourite poems. It is chilling and beautiful. “A Christmas Carol” by Christina Rossetti In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind … Continue reading
Twenty-Sixth Advent Poem, “Christ’s Nativity” by Henry Vaughn
“Christ’s Nativity” by Henry Vaughn Awake, glad heart! get up and sing! It is the birth-day of thy King. Awake! awake! The Sun doth shake Light from his locks, and all the way Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day. Awake, … Continue reading
Twenty-Fifth Advent Poem, “Music on Christmas Morning” by Anne Brontë
I’m a touch early regarding the content of the poem, but there are many very lovely poems that speak directly to Christmas Day and I wouldn’t want anyone to miss out on this one by Anne Brontë. “Music on Christmas … Continue reading
Twenty-Fourth Advent Poem, “Bleak season was it, turbulent and bleak” by William Wordsworth
“Bleak season was it, turbulent and bleak” by William Wordsworth Bleak season was it, turbulent and bleak, When hitherward we journeyed, side by side, Through burst of sunshine and through flying showers, Paced the long vales, how long they were, … Continue reading
Twenty-Third Advent Poem, “Winter calling up his Legions” by Susanna Moodie
Okay, I confess, I seem to have a soft spot for Ms. Moodie, but this poem tends towards the theatric. I encourage you to read it aloud to someone! “Winter calling up his Legions” by Susanna Moodie WINTER. Awake—arise! all … Continue reading
Twenty-Second Advent Poem, “Frost At Midnight” Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“Frost At Midnight” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet’s cry Came loud—and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that … Continue reading
Twenty-First Advent Poem, “It sifts from Leaden Sieves” by Emily Dickinson
Today’s poem is also a mere link, but it is a very lovely poem! To read Emily Dickinson’s “It sifts from Leaden Sieves” go here.
