November

No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -
November!

by Thomas Hood

Comments (6)

An exact and precise descriptive poem of the hopelessness of this often dreary month. The poem can also describe a clinically depressed person who may 'head knowledge' knowledge that bright health is near (Christmas in December) , but who is wrapped up in the repeating, joyless present - melancholy mourning. A sad poem.
I want reference to the context of the poem November
The previous poem is the full version. Looking out of my window first thing this 1st November morning of 2015, brought it to mind. A true celebration of the month ahead...but I do believe the sun is trying to break through! So flee depression!
That's November for you. The blah month.
The poem actually has several more verses, showing what the month was like in fog-filled London in the early Victorian period when he wrote it. It's most quoted version is as above; probably from a 1980s pop band using it on an album, though I'm not sure of that. As a child I always resented it because I was a November baby and it was always quoted at me on my birthday. I like it better if I see it as a description of a specific time and place in that month rather than an insult to the month (though I do have to admit it is sometimes true of November!) .
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