Showing posts with label May. Show all posts
Showing posts with label May. Show all posts

Cuckoo Flower




Lady's Smock, May Blob or Cuckoo Flower (Cardamine pratensis)  is a plant that likes to grow in damp hollows.


Geoffrey Grigson in An Englishman's Flora says of it:  


" a spring flower associated with milkmaids and their smocks: Old English lustmoce. In the Middle Ages 'smock' was used coarsely as in the modern word 'skirt'."




Shakespeare certainly picked up this identification:


When daisies pied and violets blue

And lady-smocks all silver white

And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue

Do paint the meadows with delight,

The cuckoo then on every tree

Mocks married men, for thus sings he:

'Cuckoo, cuckoo - O word of fear,

Unpleasing to a married ear!


When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,

And merry larks are ploughman's clocks;

When turtles tread, and rooks and daws,

And maidens bleach their summer smocks;

The cuckoo then on every tree

Mocks married men, for thus sings he:

'Cuckoo;

Cuckoo, cuckoo' O word of fear,

Unpleasing to a married ear!

But the association with May rites and what went as part of the 'May Games' is dealt with  even more overtly in a poem on this complementary blog:


The Fern Law of Faery


Here we more modestly note this translation from a sixteenth century Irish poem:

Tender cress and cuckoo flower:

And curly-haired, fair-headed maids,

Sweet was the sound of their singing.

Calan Mai / Mayday




MAYDAY and the gates of Annwn are open: Rhiannon on a pale horse riding out of the dawn, glimpsed first near, then far away, coming closer then receding, but closer on this day as sensuous scents from blossomed boughs sail on the morning air to steal my heart away.

Cymera ofal Pwyll rhag pryder:
Bydd Llawenydd Pryderi yn ffrwyth dy hyder