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Colours of Autumn by John Clare; October by Edward Thomas

  Colours of Autumn.             John Clare Now that the year is drawing to a close Such mellow tints on trees and bushes lie So like to sunshine that it brighter glows As one looks more … Continue reading

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‘October’ and ‘The Sun Used to Shine’ Edward Thomas

two poems from: Poems  by  Edward Thomas Published 1917 by Selwyn & Blount   October The green elm with the one great bough of gold Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one,  – The short hill grass, the … Continue reading

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The New Year by Edward Thomas

The New Year He was the one man I met up in the woods That stormy New Year’s morning; and at first sight, Fifty yards off, I could not tell how much Of the strange tripod was a man.  His … Continue reading

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Christmas 2017

The Gypsy                           Edward Thomas A fortnight before Christmas gypsies were everywhere: Vans were drawn up on wastes, women trailed to the fair. “My gentleman,” said one, “You’ve got a lucky face.” “And you’ve a luckier one.” I thought, “if such … Continue reading

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Laurie Lee: Selected Poems & A Rose for Winter

Laurie Lee: Selected Poems and A Rose For Winter …..my copy, The Hogarth Press 1955 Most recent edition of Selected Poems: Vintage Classics 2003  paper £7.99   Selected Poems, latest edition from Unicorn Press, paperback, 2014 at £12,99 52 poems … Continue reading

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Poems In Unrhymed Cadence by F S Flint

Poems In Unrhymed Cadence           by F S Flint I – London, my beautiful, It is not the sunset Nor the pale green sky Shimmering through the curtain Of the silver birch, Nor the quietness; It is not the hopping Of … Continue reading

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Several Train Journeys

The Train Journey                                               John Middleton Murray For what cause? To what end? Into what nameless disaster speeding … Continue reading

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