greykit.poetry — Percy Bysshe Shelley/prometheus-unbound

• 1820 [percy-bysshe-shelley] Ode to the West Wind
  Prometheus Unbound

  In five linked terza rima sonnets, Shelley invokes the autumn West Wind — destroyer and preserver — begging it to scatter his words over the earth as seeds of prophecy.

  #ode#nature#wind#seasons#1820s
• 1820 [percy-bysshe-shelley] To a Skylark
  Prometheus Unbound

  Hail to thee, blithe Spirit — a bird that is heard and never seen, chased through simile after simile (poet, high-born maiden, glow-worm, rose) because no human joy is unmixed enough to explain it.

  #ode#nature#joy#1820s