Christina Georgina Rossetti Archives

The Rose

by Christina Georgina Rossetti The lily has a smooth stalk, Will never hurt your hand; But the rose upon her brier Is lady of the land. There’s sweetness in an apple tree, And profit in the corn; But lady of all beauty Is a rose upon a thorn. When with moss and honey She tips…

In the Meadow – What in the Meadow?

by Christina Georgina Rossetti In the meadow – what in the meadow? Bluebells, Buttercups, Meadow-sweet, And fairy rings for the children’s feet In the meadow. In the garden – what in the garden? Jacob’s-Ladder and Solomon’s-Seal, And Love-Lies-Bleeding beside All-Heal In the garden. As featured onThe Daily Gardener podcast: Words inspired by the garden are…

The Months

by Christina Georgina Rossetti January cold and desolate; February dripping wet March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny June Brings longest day; In scorched July The storm-clouds fly, Lightning-torn; August bears corn, September fruit; In rough October Earth must disrobe her; Stars fall and shoot In keen…

A Year’s Windfall

by Christina Rossetti In the parching August wind, Cornfields bow the head, Sheltered in round valley depths, On low hills outspread. Early leaves drop loitering down Weightless on the breeze, First-fruits of the year’s decay From the withering trees. Note: Today’s selection is an excerpt from a poem called A Year’s Windfalls by…

My Garden My Self

by Christina Rossetti My garden cannot be anything other than my self. Note: Christina Rossetti also wrote the words to two of my favorite Christmas Carols: In the Bleak Midwinter and Love Came Down at Christmas. As featured onThe Daily Gardener podcast: Words inspired by the garden are the sweetest, most beautiful words of…