I have a very soft spot for Christina Rossetti’s poetry, especially her short, intense verses, full of symbolism and feeling. Summer was published in The Prince’s Progress, and Other Poems, in 1866 Summer Winter is cold-hearted, Spring is yea and nay, Autumn is a weathercock Blown every way. Summer days for me When every leafContinue reading “A Poem for the Second Day of Summer. Rereading Christina Rossetti’s Summer”
Rereading Jane Eyre 