DPF / Clare

For the end of the school year and the season ahead, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Summer / by John Clare

The clock-a-clay is creeping on the open bloom of May,
The merry bee is trampling the pinky threads all day,
And the chaffinch it is brooding on its grey mossy nest
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