Verses Turned… (John Betjeman Poem)
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
John Betjeman Poems on Belief & Faith (3 Poems)
Loneliness (John Betjeman Poem)
The last year's leaves are on the beech: The twigs are black; the cold is dry; To deeps byond the ...
Guilt (John Betjeman Poem)
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...