One of my favourite poems

“Sic Vita”


I am a parcel of vain strivings tied

By a chance bond together,

Dangling this way and that, their links

Were made so loose and wide,


For milder weather.


A bunch of violets without their roots,

And sorrel intermixed,

Encircled by a wisp of straw

Once coiled about their shoots.

The law

By which I’m fixed.


A nosegay which Time clutched from out

Those fair Elysian fields,

With weeds and broken stems, in haste,

Doth make the rabble rout

That waste

The day he yields.


And here I bloom for a short hour unseen,

Drinking my juices up,

With no root in the land

To keep my branches green,

But stand

In a bare cup.


Some tender buds were left upon my stem

In mimicry of life,

But ah! the children will not know

Till time has withered them,

The woe

With which they’re rife.


But now I see I was not plucked for naught,

And after in life’s vase

Of glass set while I might survive,

But by a kind hand brought


To a strange place.


That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours,

And by another year,

Such as God knows, with freer air,

More fruits and fair flowers

Will bear,

While I droop here.

Henry D. Thoreau


2 thoughts on “One of my favourite poems

  1. Love the imagery of plants and flowers together with the lifecycle; at least, I hope I got that *right*

    Not recognizing the title, I kept reading to see if I could guess the poet ~ and I could not.

    I will read Sic Vita again …. these evening.

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