Daily Archives: March 28, 2010

Sunday Poem 32

I do try not to be too obvious in my choice of Sunday Poem and I endeavour to mix in the well-loved with the not so well-known.  This week I was prompted by a comment I left on Backwatersman’s blog and just couldn’t resist;  I should have saved it for June, but I am simply too impetuous.  I always read this out loud because it has the rhythm of real speech.  Try it.

Adlestrop – by Edward Thomas (1878-1917)

Yes.  I remember Adlestrop –
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly.  It was late June.

The steam hissed.  Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform.  What I saw
Was Adlestrop – only the name

And willows, willow-herb and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.

And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.

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