27 October 2005

Poetry Thursday - Stevenson

The Swing
by Robert Louis Stevenson

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--

Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!

I know that's a children's poem ... it's one of my favorites from my childhood. When I was little my father would recite it to me when he pushed me on a swing. My Grammy Charlotte used to recite it to me just for fun, with a delighted twinkle in her eyes. Imagine then, my joy, that my lovely daughter loves to go up in the air and down even more than I. She's a real sparkler!


Blogger kate said...

Did you appreciate the poetry when you were little and being pushed on the swing? Or only now, looking back?
Just curious.
(My dad used to recite a lot of poems about Alaska. Someday, I'll post the Cremation of Sam McGee in his honor on my blog... I thought him a total dork at the time, but now I love it.)

10/27/2005 01:58:00 PM  
Blogger aBhantiarna Solas said...

Oh I vaguely liked it back then. But I definitely like it more in hindsight. And ... my dad used to recite "The Cremation of Sam McGee" too!! I LOVED it then and now. He was stationed in Alaska during the Korean War as a reconaissance photographer ... taking pictures of those commies, the Russians.

10/27/2005 02:47:00 PM  
Blogger kate said...

We are officially sisters now, in some odd fashion. Cool.
I have never heard of anyone else who has ever even heard of that. Not that it's something I generally ask.
Did he go around singing Johnny Horton, too?
You are so surrounded by photographers! Funny.

10/27/2005 05:09:00 PM  

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