Tag: November

That ancient fence, the night

Thursday, 8 November, 2018

“The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day’s last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.” F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

November night at home

November poem

Sunday, 1 November, 2015 0 Comments

The shortest and most mystifying November poem has to be Fragment 8: Thicker than rain-drops on November thorn by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. In its totality, it reads:

“Thicker than rain-drops on November thorn.”

If a rule of good poetry is that the work should leave lots to the reader’s imagination, Coleridge’s crisp eclogue is a minor triumph.


Sunday, 16 November, 2014 0 Comments

“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year,” wrote Emily Dickinson. The “No” in the month’s name arouses wintry, Nordic feelings. The fog is dense, mornings are raw and the air bites at the ears in this 11th month. Thomas Hood, who suffered from ill health through most of his short life, summed up the negatives of November.


No sun — no moon!
No morn — no noon.
No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day.

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member.
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!

Thomas Hood (1799 — 1845)