Tuesday, January 10, 2012



We have neither Summer nor Winter
Neither Autumn nor Spring
We have instead the days
When the gold sun shines on the lush green canefields-
The days when the rain beats like bullets on the roofs
And there is no sound but the swish of water in the gullies
And trees struggling in the high Jamaica winds.
Also there are the days when leaves fade from off guango trees
And the reaped canefields lie bare and fallow to the sun.
But best of all there are the days when the mango and the logwood blossom
When the tall grass sways and shivers to the slightest breath of air,
When the buttercups have paved the earth with yellow stars
And beauty comes suddenly and the rains have gone.

The poem is about

1.       Jamaica does not have the four seasons
2.        It has summer days when canefields are lush and green under the golden sun
3.       During the rainy season, the rain falls heavily and the trees sway in the winds
4.       It  also has days when trees shed their leaves and canefields are bare after the harvesting season
5.       This is the season when fruit trees are laden with fruits and flowers are in full bloom
6.       The rains have gone and the fields are covered with yellow buttercups

The poem tells us about the weather conditions in Jamaica. It does not experience the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It has instead its own weather conditions of golden sunny days and wet rainy days which are just as good and are almost equivalent to the four seasons
On golden sunny days, the canefields are lush and green and they look magnificient. On rainy days, the rain beats heavily on the roofs and the gullies are filled with water. Trees struggle to stay upright in the strong winds. Besides, there are days when leaves fall from the trees and the canefields look bare just like autumn in temperate countries. Best of all are the days when flowers and fruits are in full bloom. Bees fly around and the air smells of honey. The wind whistles its way through the tall grass making them sway to and fro. A beautiful sight of golden yellow buttercups covers the grounds.

Moral Values of the poem

1.       We should appreciate what we have, whether natural or manmade, in our own country.
2.       We should not demand or long for what we do not have. We should live according to what we can afford.
3.       We should be aware that different people have different skills or beauty


1.       Beauty of nature – nature is beautiful. Every element in our world is attractive in its own way. For example, the weather may be stormy but storms are attractive in their own way. Whether it is rainy or sunny, nature is beautiful.
2.       Appreciation of every aspect of one’s own country – different countries have different climate, culture, language and lifestyles.
3.       Appreciation of nature – nature is to be appreciated
4.       Difference in appearance but similar in effect – things and places may look different but actually they are the same. They may be different in colour and appearance but they are the same in effect. The whole world sees the same sun, moon and the stars.

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