The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy
I chose this poem because I love the descriptive language and imagery and I enjoy reading it aloud.
The poem starts off with a bleak introduction, with words like “spectre-grey” and “desolate” - so the writer is feeling “fervourless” and sad.
Then the poem suddenly gets happier with “At once a voice arose” and he describes the uplifting song of a thrush.
Even though the thrush is aged and gaunt, his song is of “joy illimited” and the poem ends with hope - that even in a desolate winter, nature and happiness still exist.