Hello, I can listen. But you are not desperate though Whimsucal mind in the flamboyant wind Never caught in a difficult tide I am never sad Joyour joyful I am unsaintly I am unholy I am penalised I became rich Fine and fins Gulls and gills I was in a boat That boat of lovely preys My hunger shared Again and again My creatures Dreamt violently Oh venus! Thy sky!
Oh what a poem
I love the poetry of John Clare. Peasant Poet.
Yes, no one has written a stronger poem about nature and childhood spent in the countryside
That's the fuse carrier!
Hello, I can listen.
But you are not desperate though
Whimsucal mind in the flamboyant wind
Never caught in a difficult tide
I am never sad
Joyour joyful
I am unsaintly
I am unholy
I am penalised
I became rich
Fine and fins
Gulls and gills
I was in a boat
That boat of lovely preys
My hunger shared
Again and again
My creatures
Dreamt violently
Oh venus!
Thy sky!