Time for your autumn dip with Thomas Hood

For those, who live in the northern part of this world, the poem November, is very recognizable. This poem was written by Thomas Hood. And yes, it’s about the eleventh month of the year…

For those, who live in the northern part of this world, the poem November, is very recognizable. This poem was written by Thomas Hood. And yes, it’s about the eleventh month of the year…

About the poem

Thomas Hood is remembered for his humorous poems. The poem November seems like a poem that breaks with that idea. The poem tells us about the month of November and in more particular the weather conditions that are all around.

The poem is also known under the title No! It is a referral to the weather in London. Written in 1844, but still very accurate. At first, the poem was published in the third volume of The works of Thomas Hood.

Nineteenth century London: the fog wasn’t only caused by nature. In a city that was changing, there was a lot of industrial activity. This lead to a steamy and foggy climate in the city. Well, there hasn’t been a lot of change since the time Hood wrote this poem. All major cities in the world are facing problems with smog.

In the city that Hood described, nothing seems to be visible as much as he wants it to be.

The online version

The poem November or No!  is published many times on various websites. Unfortunately, we only see a part of the poem in many cases. This is the full version of this poem.

November

November

No sun—no moon!
No morn—no noon!
No dawn—no dusk—no proper time of day—
No sky—no earthly view—
No distance looking blue—
No road—no street—no “t’other side this way”—
No end to any Row—
No indications where the Crescents go—
No top to any steeple—
No recognitions of familiar people—
No courtesies for showing ‘em—
No knowing ‘em!
No traveling at all—no locomotion—
No inkling of the way—no notion—
“No go” by land or ocean—
No mail—no post—
No news from any foreign coast—
No Park, no Ring, no afternoon gentility—
No company—no nobility—
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!

 

— Thomas Hood

 

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Time for your autumn dip with Thomas Hood
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Time for your autumn dip with Thomas Hood
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A poem written by Thomas Hood: November (also known as No!)
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The Ministry of Poetic Affairs

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