February 21st's poem

"This is the treacherous month when autumn days" — Helen Hunt Jackson, "A Calendar of Sonnets: November"

"No days such honored days as these! While yet" — Helen Hunt Jackson, "A Calendar of Sonnets: April"

"O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire," — Helen Hunt Jackson, "A Calendar of Sonnets: January"

"Some flowers are withered and some joys have died;" — Helen Hunt Jackson, "A Calendar of Sonnets: July"

"O month whose promise and fulfilment blend," — Helen Hunt Jackson, "A Calendar of Sonnets: June"

Shares nature, love, death

Shares nature, love, death