I love poetry and have many books. in all of them are slips of paper to mark favourite poems So that I can find them again. This will be the first book with no slips of paper because I can turn to almost any page and find an absolute gem. She was born in 1881 and died in 1965 and it is amazing how varied her work is. She writes beautiful sonnets, some of her work is so victorian and some is so modern. If you want to laugh or cry or be moved in a hundred different ways her poetry will do it for you. It is easy to say "This is my favourite". I love just about all of Woodbine Willie's work, and an awful lot of Christina Rossetti's, and most of pam Ayres, I have a pretty catholic taste. But this book......I have lain in bed with it and read myself to sleep, woken in the early hours and happily resumed. I would love to have met Eleanor Farjeon, thank goodness her beautiful mind and heart and spirit are safe inside this book.
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