Poems by Edmund Blunden
- 1
- 2
First Rhymes
... But surely the innocent spring has died, ...
The Survival
... Heres the true blood that will not shirk ...
Vlamertinghe: Passing the Chateau
... 'And all her silken flanks with garlands drest' - ...
Thiepval Wood
... The shell-fountains leap from the swamps, and with wildfire and fume ...
Harvest
... The fields I sought to serve, for sturdier tillage pine ...
Almswomen
... And there in the almshouse dwell the dearest friends ...
April Byeway
... By one that thinks me friend, the best that there has been ...
The Zonnebeke Road
... fond fool, Our tour's but one night old, seven more to cool! ...
At Senlis Once
... Hailed the pierrots and shook each shadowy rafter, ...
The Ancre at Hamel: Afterwards
... Where tongues were loud and hearts were light ...
Preparations For Victory
... The black fiend leaps brick-red as life's last picture goes ...
The Giant Puff-Ball
... Hacked with harsh knives to staunch a child's torn hand ...
Can you Remember?
... And some are sparkling, laughing, singing, ...
The Poor Man's Pig
... Then like the whirlwind bumping round once more ...
Premature Rejoicing
... And smiles through her tears, and looks ahead ten years, ...
- 1
- 2
