Summer Sun by Robert Louis Stevenson

Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy's inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.

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I picked this poem because I think it plays in very well with my theme of seasons. This poem mostly portrays to the season of summer. I like how the author conveys the sun almost like a person going around and shedding light on different things like pants and children. There is a lot of personification in this poem.


Poetic Devices
personification - whole poem
rhyme scheme - aabbcc...
assonance - ivy's inmost