symbolism – Rereading Jane Eyre

#3linethursday: #Farewell

This poem was written in response to the Three Line Thursday photo prompt. Thirty words maximum, three lines. Here’s my take: Farewell Day dawns onto my dying eyes. Farewell Tears pour into the depth of divine despair. Love Sinks with the last glimmer of the kiss of Death. **** Want to read some of theContinue reading “#3linethursday: #Farewell”

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The Moon In Jane Eyre. Part I: At Gateshead And Lowood

The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few;And every window glistens bright,With leaves of frozen dew. The sweet moon through your lattice gleamsAnd lights your room like day;And there you pass, in happy dreams,The peaceful hours away! From Honour’s Martyr by Anne Bronte The following article will reflect upon theContinue reading “The Moon In Jane Eyre. Part I: At Gateshead And Lowood”