He wonders as to the nature of the wind: 'Are you a beast of field and tree,/or just a stronger child than me?'
The poem has a way of pulling you back to childhood when you had time to sit and wonder.
The poem draws upon all your senses. You feel the wind push at your face. You hear it's windy song. You see it merrily dance with the kites, birds, and grass.
The poem too talks about the sadness of not being able to find the unapproachable. The mystery always seems to be around the next corner: 'I saw the different things you did,/ But always you yourself you hid./ I felt you push, I heard you call,/I could not see yourself at all-'
I wrote this review on September 15, 1987, for a children's literature class I took at the University of Winnipeg.
I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky,
And all around I heard you pass,
Like ladies' skirts across the grass--
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!
I saw the different things you did,
But always you yourself you hid.
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all--
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song
O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song
Next post: Sunday, April 16 (5 PM PT)
Her Words (short story)
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"I have a story to tell"
Leanne Dyck's Author Reading
Sunday, April 23rd 11 am
Mayne Island library
Festival Active Pass
"Looking forward to seeing you there."
