Caris Brooke’s Yesterday

by Anna Blanch on March 4, 2011

I’ve been sharing a few poems by Caris Brooke lately. Caris Brooke was a moderately successful poet in the 1880’s publishing a number of small decorative poems. As far as I can tell, the only collection in which Caris Brooke’s work is included, is the 1888 Eastertide collection by E.Nesbit, in which Brooke appears as a guest poet. Brooke is the pseudonym of Saretta Green, a friend of the Rosetti’s and many of romantic artists, and the half sister of Edith Nesbit.

Today’s poem is titled “Yesterday” and was also part of the 1888 collection published by E.P.Dutton.

Caris Brooke
WE heard the thrush’s five long notes of woe,
Or joy—who learns the song may say,
We only listened when the sun was low;
But that was yesterday.
We found some violets underneath the hedge,
We gather’d blue-bells in the wild wood way,
We pull’d the king-cups from the rusthng sedge;
But that was yesterday.

We watched the river’s further ripple leap,
To catch the sun’s last kiss, and grey
Soft mists of evening up the valley creep;
But that was yesterday.

Alone I wait, and watch the sun go down,
Counting dumb hours that I must stay
Till that supreme one comes which death shall crown,
And bring back yesterday.


Anna Blanch is founder of Goannatree, and a PhD candidate in the Institute of Theology, Imagination, and the Arts at St Mary’s College, University of St Andrews, Scotland where she’s presently writing her PhD on E.Nesbit. She is also a regular contributor to Transpositions.

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