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st ebb is the turn of the tide. ”</p><p id="5837">“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”</p><p id="e30c">“There are no birds in last year’s nest.”</p><p id="93a5">“Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.”</p><p id="a12c">“Into each life some rain must fall.”</p><p id="d5fd">My own creativity is always refreshed by reading the creative works of others — especially some of the classic poems, knowing they were written in a different world at a different time, with a different mindset.</p><p id="3ed2">*This poem is in the public domain. <a href="https://readmedium.com/using-public-domain-material-e53db668cdc3">Stuff you need to know about the use of other people’s work.</a></p><div id="0a7f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/winter-streams-by-bliss-carman-d39da84ad5a9"> <div> <div> <h2>‘Winter Streams’ by Bliss Carman</h2> <div><h3>‘Morning Flight’ — painting by Susan Alison</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*fOsb0F7KmuAHMZnoVb4l9g.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="44ba" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/it-snows-by-hannah-flagg-gould-e50b73d4880e"> <div> <div> <h2>‘It Snows’ by Hannah Flagg Gould</h2> <div><h3>‘Drifting Silence’ — painting by Susan Alison</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*fnAAct-BsVu3i0TJZ8u4ZA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div>

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CREATIVE REFRESHMENT

‘Snow-Flakes’ by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

‘Silent, and Soft, and Snow’, painting by Susan Alison

Painting by Susan Alison

*‘Snow-Flakes’

Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.

Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels.

This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded; This is the secret of despair, Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded, Now whispered and revealed To wood and field.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was a Harvard scholar, linguist, poet and novelist.

His works include: ‘Hyperion’, ‘Evangeline’, ‘The Song of Hiawatha’, and his translation of Dante’s ‘The Divine Comedy’.

He was born in 1807 in Portland, Maine, went to private school, then Bowdoin College where he was offered a teaching position in modern languages if he first researched languages in Europe at his own expense.

On his return he had to write his own textbooks because foreign language study was so new in America. His work earned him a professorship at Harvard University.

He was also a prolific writer and became one of the best-selling authors worldwide. Amongst his fans were Queen Victoria, Walt Whitman and Oscar Wilde.

He said a lot of stuff — here are some examples that I particularly like:

“The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. ”

“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”

“There are no birds in last year’s nest.”

“Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.”

“Into each life some rain must fall.”

My own creativity is always refreshed by reading the creative works of others — especially some of the classic poems, knowing they were written in a different world at a different time, with a different mindset.

*This poem is in the public domain. Stuff you need to know about the use of other people’s work.

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