A Grasshopper, a Cricket and John Keats

Grasshopper and Cricket Woodblock Prints

Grasshopper and Cricket Woodblock Prints

Finished two more woodblock prints, this time of a grasshopper and a cricket. A set of notecards can be ordered here.

As we transition into autumn, here’s John Keats’s meditative and ever-so lovely sonnet, On the Grasshopper and Cricket:

By John Keats
The Poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the Grasshopper’s—he takes the lead
In summer luxury,—he has never done
With his delights; for when tired out with fun
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
On a lone winter evening, when the frost
Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills
The Cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,
The Grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.

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