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A Joyful Song of Five ~ A Poem by Katherine Mansfield

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The Magic of Childhood: A Reflection on Katherine Mansfield’s “A Joyful Song of Five”

What if the secret to staying alive was simply more singing, more games, and a giant slice of birthday cake?

A Joyful Song of Five

Katherine Mansfield

Come, let us all sing very high
And all sing very loud
And keep on singing in the street
Until there’s quite a crowd;

And keep on singing in the house
And up and down the stairs;
Then underneath the furniture
Let’s all play Polar bears;

And crawl about with doormats on,
And growl and howl and squeak,
Then in the garden let us fly
And play at hid and seek;

And “Here we gather Nuts and May,”
“I wrote a Letter” too,
“Here we go round the Mulberry Bush,”
“The Child who lost its shoe”;

And every game we ever played.
And then—to stay alive—
Let’s end with lots of Birthday Cake
Because to-day you’re five.

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A Reflection on the Wild Magic of Five

Katherine Mansfield’s “A Joyful Song of Five” captures the breathless, uninhibited momentum of early childhood. It isn’t just a poem about a birthday; it is an invitation to inhabit a world where the boundary between reality and imagination—the “stairs” and the “Polar bears”—is delightfully thin. The poem moves with a frantic, joyful energy that reminds us how children occupy space entirely, from the streets to the crawlspaces under the sofa. It celebrates the physical ritual of play as a vital necessity, suggesting that to be five is to live out a series of beautiful, noisy, and delicious truths.

As you read this poem, ask yourself:

Does this poem remind you of a specific childhood game that made you feel truly “alive,” or does it make you nostalgic for the simplicity of a world where doormats could become bear fur?

Ever and Only ~ A Poem by Robert Crawford

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Ever and Only: A Reflection on Love, Loyalty, and Quiet Devotion

What if the truest form of love isn’t passion or promise—but simply staying?

Ever and Only

Robert Crawford

Be with me ever and only,
No other in thought with you;
Only without me lonely,
Ever in this way true.
So will I be yours only,
Whatever I dream or do,
Only without you lonely,
Ever in this way true.

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Reflection

Robert Crawford’s Ever and Only is a quiet meditation on devotion that resists excess and drama. Its power lies in repetition—ever and only—words that circle back on themselves like a vow renewed each day. The poem suggests that love is not proven by grand gestures but by presence: staying, choosing, and remaining true even in solitude. Loneliness here is not abandonment; it is the ache that reminds us how deeply connection matters. The symmetry of the lines mirrors the mutuality of love—two people reflecting one another’s commitment. In its simplicity, the poem reminds us that faithfulness is an act, repeated gently over time.

As you read this poem, ask yourself:

When have you experienced love as quiet presence rather than dramatic action—and how did it change you?

Freedom ~ A Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Freedom Steps Down From the Mountain—But Are We Ready for Her? Tennyson’s Freedom reminds us that liberty isn’t just lofty ideals or ancient thrones—it’s a living force that walks among us. The question is: what will we do with her?

Freedom

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Of old sat Freedom on the heights,
    The thunders breaking at her feet:
Above her shook the starry lights:
    She heard the torrents meet.

There in her place she did rejoice,
    Self-gather’d in her prophet-mind,
But fragments of her mighty voice
    Came rolling on the wind.

Then stept she down thro’ town and field
    To mingle with the human race,
And part by part to men reveal’d
    The fullness of her face —

Grave mother of majestic works,
    From her isle-alter gazing down,
Who, God-like, grasps the triple forks,
    And, King-like, wears the crown:

Her open eyes desire the truth.
    The wisdom of a thousand years
Is in them. May perpetual youth
    Keep dry their light from tears;

That her fair form may stand and shine
    Make bright our days and light our dreams,
Turning to scorn with lips divine
    The falsehood of extremes!

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🌟 Poignant Reflection:

Tennyson’s Freedom paints liberty as both ancient and ever-young—rooted in wisdom yet ever descending to meet us where we live. She calls us to rise above falsehood, to embrace truth, and to act with courage and clarity. In a world often caught between extremes, this vision of freedom is as needed today as it was when first written.

❓ Three Questions to Deepen Reflection:

  1. What does Tennyson’s image of Freedom stepping down from the heights suggest about how we should live liberty in our daily lives?
  2. How can we, as individuals, help keep Freedom’s “light from tears” in the face of modern challenges?
  3. In what ways do we today fall into the “falsehood of extremes,” and how can we honor Freedom’s call to truth?

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