Tuesday, April 09, 2013

Imagination & Flowers

This is a poem that my mother would read to me when I was a child. She enjoyed the poetry of Robert Louis Stevenson and shared that love with her children. I think this is a perfect poem for spring! Read the first line and stop to think about it. "All the names I know from nurse..." creates a word picture that sets the stage for the rest of the poem. In your imagination, can you see Lady Hollyhock, wild bee wings, and tiny dames?

The Flowers

All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.

Fairy places, fairy things,
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,
Tiny trees for tiny dames
These must all be fairy names!

Tiny woods below whose boughs
Shady fairies weave a house;
Tiny tree tops, rose or thyme,
Where the braver fairies climb!

Fair are grown-up people's trees,
But the fairest woods are these;
Where, if I were not so tall,
I should live for good and all.

~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~

The daffodils are done and now the tulips are a riot of color in my flower beds. Viewing the changes in the garden as spring advances is like watching a colorful fashion show!


  1. Feel free to share! No color of any sort here yet. I've never read that poem of RLS's. Does it appear in the traditional Child's Garden of Verses I wonder...will check.

  2. I can't even remember if my mom read to me when I was little. :/ I've seen more hollyhock while out on my walks than I've ever seen in this country before. I wonder where everyone is getting them. At one home, they come back every year without fail. Just love those flowers. Have a great day! Tammy

  3. Fortunately for me I attended Robert Lewis Stevenson Elementary school and his poems were part of our studies. I love this one because you can picture a small child, hand being held lovely with his nurse or nanny walking thru the gardens.

  4. Oh, the daffodillies are all spent? Ours have not yet even pushed themselves up through the chilly earth. Spring is long in coming to New England.

    Love your flowers! And the poem was lovely, too. Your Mom must have been quite a woman. Susan

  5. I love your description of the ever changing fashion show. I have never heard that poem, but it does create such wonderful fairy in the woods images for me. I once lived by a fairy woods and dreamed of the fairies that lived there.


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