Poem-A-Day April 3: Wandering companionless

Hello Friends,

Yesterday’s poem (“So Much Happiness” by Naomi Shihab Nye) ended with the moon, so I thought I’d keep that theme going just one more day. This is an unfinished fragment by the poet Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822).

Enjoy.
Ellen


To the Moon

Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth, —
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?


Percy Bysshe Shelley has been previously featured for Poem-a-Day April 15, 2015 and Poem-a-Day April 22, 2011.

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