Leisure...by W H Davies

Leisure...WH Davies

Davies in 1913 (by Alvin Langdon Coburn)
      What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.




W.H Davies was a Welsh poet of international acclaim. Himself being a tramp for a long part of his inial life, his poems too have a taste of human conditions, hardships and the social structure he observed there.

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