In Absentia
By Ethel Hope Hodson
The little house we loved and left
Stands silently since we are gone
And yet not utterly bereft —
The sun still slants across the lawn
In loveliness at close of day;
The wind still whispers through the trees
Beneath which shifting shadows play;
The bees drone drowsy melodies
Above the countless flowers that cast
Their fragile fragrance everywhere;
And two whose tenancy is past
In thoughts and dreams are often there.
(1954)
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I really liked this. The imagery is wonderful . And I like this take at viewing a former home.
It’s more sweet than bitter, and I like it.
Is there a collection of old Mormon poetry like this? Because you have shared some really great poems here.
JRL, I think Kent Larson may be planning a publication. I’ve just picked them up, mostly from church magazines, as I come across them in the course of other work. I’m glad you find ones you like. We don’t “do” much poetry in current LDS life, but we certainly have a rich heritage.
I would love to see a collection of these old Mormon poems – mostly because they are very good, but also to show my kids and family that Mormons can do beautiful spiritual poetry as well as the sappy pious stuff.