tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post1792859565581019522..comments2024-03-28T15:00:12.581-04:00Comments on Letters from a Hill Farm: Today's poem by Amy LowellNanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-40066793872148731922011-05-26T11:56:14.906-04:002011-05-26T11:56:14.906-04:00Jill, it could be really fun to start at the '...Jill, it could be really fun to start at the 'top' of NE and follow the color down. Around here, 'peak' is the last week of September into the first week of October, usually. Sadly, the tourists show up on Columbus Day weekend, and there often isn't too much left. But in the more southern NE states, the color comes later.<br /><br />Joco, I was amazed at how familiar the images are to me all these years later. <br /><br />Carole, and I thought for a long time that they grew only here! :<)Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-7206163005580747122011-05-26T09:10:40.290-04:002011-05-26T09:10:40.290-04:00I didn't know that lilacs were a feature of Ne...I didn't know that lilacs were a feature of New England, I have only visited (from England) in the autumn (fall!!). I love them, there is something very special seeing the first lilac blooms of the year. Our own poet Rupert Brooke liked them too, I seem to remember him mentioning them in a poem.carolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09756389939814577775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-88524636309640317032011-05-26T06:47:26.974-04:002011-05-26T06:47:26.974-04:00Amazing writing
So modern for the age she wrote in...Amazing writing<br />So modern for the age she wrote in.<br />Thanks you for making me come here and read this.jo©ohttp://1jo.conoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-35666791808093562922011-05-25T15:21:06.395-04:002011-05-25T15:21:06.395-04:00Nan, I'm not in New England, but I wish I were...Nan, I'm not in New England, but I wish I were! I'm in central Illinois, right in the middle of corn and bean country. One of my greatest wishes is to visit New England in the fall. I think it would be wonderful since I have read so much about it. I actually have my itinerary all planned -- now just waiting for the right time!Jill C.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-42487513187863214432011-05-25T10:19:34.392-04:002011-05-25T10:19:34.392-04:00Penny, we are often in sync with Minnesota weather...Penny, we are often in sync with Minnesota weather! I love the words in this poem. She says it all. I love the idea of lilacs watching a deserted house.<br /><br />Lisa, I am often in awe of how huge this country is and how the landscapes vary so greatly. We are too cold for Orioles I think. I've seen one or two in 30 years. <br /><br />Les, the Miss Kim lilacs do come later. They are not the traditional lilacs that Amy Lowell writes of. And though I have two, in honor of my Korean born children, I don't care for the smell that much. They are a whole different plant from the other lilacs.<br /><br />Commonweeder, that saddens me. I couldn't find her in my old Norton Anthologies either. I think we need poems like this desperately. It felt to me like it was just written.<br /><br />Kay, I wonder if the ones in England are like the ones in the 'new country.' :<)Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-81344694598059732772011-05-25T08:23:27.812-04:002011-05-25T08:23:27.812-04:00Nan,
One of my favorite memories of England is the...Nan,<br />One of my favorite memories of England is the smell of lilacs.<br />Thanks for sharing this poem.<br />(Been to England several times and even lived there for a year once, but have never been to NEW England!)<br />KayKay Guestnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-71407740143555414872011-05-25T08:04:48.430-04:002011-05-25T08:04:48.430-04:00What a wonderful poem. When I run errands in Shelb...What a wonderful poem. When I run errands in Shelburne Falls at this time of the year the whole town is perfumed. We have ancient lilacs at our house - and new ones too. And thanks for reminding us of Amy Lowell. She was a standard in my English class curriculum in the 50s but I think she is almost forgotten now.Commonweederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10913336590036045901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-36346863037636690882011-05-25T06:51:27.020-04:002011-05-25T06:51:27.020-04:00You are the smell of all Summers,
Most of the lil...<i>You are the smell of all Summers,</i><br /><br />Most of the lilacs in our neighborhood have finished. However, my Miss Kim has just started (such a late bloomer!), as has the larger variety. It smells like heaven in our back yard!Leshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08345657431432380804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-32113662183667988262011-05-24T17:58:55.131-04:002011-05-24T17:58:55.131-04:00This is a wonderful ode to lilacs and spring. The ...This is a wonderful ode to lilacs and spring. The smell is emanating from the computer. The Orioles have just arrived in our garden though. The lilacs have done their duty and are settling in for a long summers growth. Just reading about all of those New England states puts me in the mind of a different country. It is all so beautiful but a different beauty of the midwest where I live. Another great poem. Thanks.Lisa at Greenbowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07743973292900758183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-56245319955506556442011-05-24T16:37:15.731-04:002011-05-24T16:37:15.731-04:00I delightful poem that I will copy and put in a sp...I delightful poem that I will copy and put in a special place to remember. <br /><br />Ours are just about faded here near Chicago, but, we were up near the Twin Cities, MN this weekend and they are just starting to show off.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-7621101996160335462011-05-24T16:12:19.683-04:002011-05-24T16:12:19.683-04:00Jill, I know what you are talking about. And I'...Jill, I know what you are talking about. And I've read other people talking about this too. The whole idea of lilacs being where there used to be a home and life, and are still there when they are gone. Very melancholy. <br />Are you in New England? (have you already told me? Sorry if you have)Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-63727042443166228322011-05-24T15:28:00.482-04:002011-05-24T15:28:00.482-04:00This reminds me so much of something Gladys Taber ...This reminds me so much of something Gladys Taber once said about the lilacs in dooryards of old abandoned houses. I can't remember what book it was in, but I do remember her talking about it. Knowing her, she probably cut some and brought them home and arranged them in one of the milk glass containers from her prized collection!<br /><br />Lovely poem.Jill C.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-27975884467812916842011-05-24T15:18:01.175-04:002011-05-24T15:18:01.175-04:00Librarian, well put!
This poem is so much my real...Librarian, well put! <br />This poem is so much my reality. I am planted in New England as much as those lilacs. They are indeed everywhere - from the dooryards of old abandoned houses, to lining driveways, to cemeteries. The only thing I planted next to my folks' graves was two tall white lilacs. They are still thriving after almost forty years. We have lilacs all over our land - in every direction you see them. They are just the best, best flower.Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049626897935912366.post-60433668413434767982011-05-24T14:14:05.576-04:002011-05-24T14:14:05.576-04:00Lilac is one of spring's greatest ambassadors,...Lilac is one of spring's greatest ambassadors, I find, bringing in that period when we can usually be quite sure that there won't be any frosty nights anymore until late autumn.<br />In my area, the blossoms have turned "rusty" about 2 weeks ago; instead of the scent of lilac, the neighbourhood smells of roses and wisteria now.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.com