Clouds and I, clouds and I, Through the year together; High and low, low and high, Fair and cloudy weather. Pouting now, smiling now, Lips of clouds and my lips; Wrinkled sky, wrinkled brow, Eyes are wet and sky drips. Singing sky, singing soul, Thrushes sing and I sing; Shafts of light through the whole Heaven and earth uniting. Clouds afloat, clouds a-heap, Clouds in dances changing; Clouds and I, half asleep, Through the sweet sky ranging. Clouds of red, clouds of gray, Bursts of color-glory; Rosy day, weeping day, Shifting human story. High and low, low and high, Fair and stormy weather; Clouds and I, clouds and I, Through the year together. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BALLAD OF LOVELY LADYES OF LONG AGOE by FRANCOIS VILLON OUTIDANA: A DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE FALL OF HYPERION; A DREAM by JOHN KEATS INDIAN NAMES by LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY THE NOTHING REDEMPTION by BRUCE WEIGL JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 1 by WILLIAM BLAKE TO THE LORD LOVE (AT THE APPROACH OF OLD AGE) by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY |