Ruth Pitter
Ruth Pitter
Emma Thomas "Ruth" Pitter, CBE, FRSLwas a 20th-century British poet...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 November 1897
humanism liberal passed seems wreck
It seems to me that in our lifetime we have passed from the wreck of liberal humanism to the beginning of a new recognition of dogma: isn't it rather tremendous?
different glimpse mystery
But the summits of poetry are mysteries; they are shiftingly veiled, and those who catch the glimpses see different aspects of the transcendental; but they have seen something, and they come down with the glory lingering on them.
nature heart home
Poor comfort all comfort: once what the mouse had spared Was enough, was delight, there where the heart was at home
nature grace desire
The lily in splendor, the vine in her grace, The fox in the forest, all had their desire, As then I had mine, in the place that was happy and poor.
summer sky sweat
We go in withering July To ply the hard incessant hoe; Panting beneath the brazen sky We sweat and grumble, but we go.