Family Poems: Wind

Wind poems are perfect for fall. Lately, we’ve enjoyed some classics like Christina Rossetti’s Who Has Seen the Wind and Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Wind.

I am tempted to wax eloquent about about wind, or perhaps fall, or maybe poetry. Trying to catch a leaf before it hits the ground is satisfying. So is staying inside and listening to the power of the wind from the other side of a wall.

In some initially related poetry googling, we found a new favorite The Everything of Everything by Shu Cai.

We can’t seem to finish Percy Bysshe Shelly’s Ode to The West Wind. Maybe next year.