Flowers in the City
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| Alba Grm, 'Gold' (2020) |
We are far and they forget—
The hearts their hopes no more exist in
But o’er many a winter’s track;—
Still the flowers come blooming back!
Flowers in the City
— Frances Elizabeth Browne
Well we know them—as the blossoms
Of the green and glorious May
Life hath left so far away
In old woods and glens, whose bosoms
Wear the dew of summer’s youth—
It hath passed from ours in sooth:
Yet how fresh on brow and spirit
Breathe through tumult, dust, and stone,
Buds the wide green wastes inherit,
Blooms in sunny gardens grown,
And some beside far rivers known—
With old summer memories round them,
Link’d with many a glance and tone—
The loved, but not the changed, we found them;—
Tones grow strange, and glances chill,
But the flowers are lovely still!
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| Shuen, 'An Old Man in Peng Chau Island' (2020) |
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| Anna Stp, 'Time' (2020) |
Of the world’s long-trusted lore—
Through the mart’s throng’d toil and store,
And the temple’s cold gray columns,
With a mightier wisdom fraught,
And a faith our years forgot;—
With a wealth of odours, bringing
All the golden eves we met
Since our first blue violets springing—
Oh, the days that rise and set
On Earth’s green hills and valleys yet!—
Oh, the springs our part was miss’d in!—
We are far and they forget—
The hearts their hopes no more exist in
But o’er many a winter’s track;—
Still the flowers come blooming back!
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| Shuen, 'Tseung Kwan O Chinese Permanent Cemetery' (2020) |
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| Anna Stp, 'Glowing Distance' (2020) |
Back to tell of dells and meadows,
Where the blossom’d thorn breathes on
Through the summer eve and dawn!
Back to fill our dreams with shadows
Of old trees and woodbine walls.
Where the light on roses falls!
Flowers of summer days, return ye
With such silvan visions rife,
To the bond-years of our journey
Through this dusty throng of life,
Only to wither in its strife?
As the free thoughts perish early—
Found with you by stream and cliff—
Now our pathways reach them rarely;
Yet from city homes like ours
Comes a blessing for the flowers.
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| Anna Stp, 'Growing' (2020) |
Flowers in the City
— Frances Elizabeth Browne
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