Sorry - egroups didn't send this properly yesterday, so I'm resending it as today's poem.
(Poem #84) From a Railway Carriage
Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain Fly as thick as driving rain; And ever again, in the wink of an eye, Painted stations whistle by. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who stands and gazes; And here is the green for stringing the daisies! Here is a cart runaway in the road Lumping along with man and load; And here is a mill, and there is a river: Each a glimpse and gone forever!
(From 'A Child's Garden of Verses') Stevenson's childrens' poetry had a charm all it's own. Like all good childrens' verse, this one has a strong sense of rhythm and emphasised rhymes, delighting as much in the sound of the poem as in what it is saying. Like all the best poetry, of any sort, this piece also blends form and content beautifully, the regular metre evoking the rhythms of the train, and the rhyme scheme rushing the reader along and lending a sense of speed. To complete the effect, note that each image is contained entirely within its couplet, splitting the poem into a series of snapshots, 'each a glimpse and gone forever'. m. Notes etc: See 'Requiem', poem #20 For another nice biography of Stevenson, see <[broken link] http://www.rit.edu/~exb1874/mine/stevenson/stevenson_ind.html>