Monday’s Poem


Cloudy Weather

The sky was broidered o'er with cloud to-day,
Wonderful to the sight:
Golden and grey,
Sombre and pale,
Silver and white,
Pinnacled fanes were there, and little flocks at play;
And who should miss the heavens, when this their veil
So great is, and so gay?

Cloudy Weather by Evelyn Underhill 1916

This extract is taken from a book of poems Theophanies published in 1916, drawing on the spirituality of nature and the wonder of the natural world. I don’t know about you, but I love cloud watching and have seen some of the most fantastic landscapes in the clouds.

Look out for this week’s creative writing class on Wednesday which will follow a similar theme!

Best wishes,

Published by Emma

Hi my name is Emma! I am a writer and artist. I work for the NHS at Converge ( and I am also an MA graduate in Creative writing and am currently studying for a PhD in Humanities. I have been leading a creative writing class at the beautiful St Nicks in York ( for the last five years. When I am not at work I'm on my allotment or at Base Camp (my home) planning new adventures.

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