John Freeman Poems on Nature (56 Poems)

Beechwood (John Freeman Poems)

Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...

The Thorn (John Freeman Poems)

The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed,    Rich, yet sad with aching wants,    Crowded, ...

Nightfall (John Freeman Poems)

I   Eve goes slowly   Dancing lightlyClad with shadow up the hills;   Birds their singing  Cease at last, and silenceFalling like fine rain the valley ...

The Night Watch (John Freeman Poems)

Beneath the trees with heedful step and slow      At night I go,Fearful upon their whispering to break      Lest they awakeOut of those ...

The Shock (John Freeman Poems)

Thinking of these, of beautiful brief things,Of things that are of sense and spirit made, Of meadow flowers, dense hedges and ...

The Fall (John Freeman Poems)

From that warm height and pure, The peak undreamed of out of heavy air Rising to heaven more strange and rare;From that ...

Happiness (John Freeman Poems)

I have found happiness who looked not for it.  There was a green fresh hedge,  And willows by the river side,  And whistling ...

The Swing (John Freeman Poems)

It was like floating in a blessed dream to roamAcross green meadows, far from home,With only trees and quivering sky ...

The Ash (John Freeman Poems)

The undecaying yew has shed his flowersLong since in golden showers.The elm has robed her heightIn green, and hangs maternal ...

The Kite (John Freeman Poems)

It was a dayAll blue and lifting white,When I went into the fields with FrankTo fly his kite. The fields were ...

Change (John Freeman Poems)

A late and lonely figure stains the snow, Into the thickening darkness dims and dies.Heavily homeward now the last rooks go, And ...

Fair Eve (John Freeman Poems)

Fair Eve, as fair and stillAs fairest thought, climbs the high sheltering hill;As still and fairAs the white cloud asleep ...

The Wren (John Freeman Poems)

Within the greenhouse dim and damp The heat floats like a cloud.Pale rose-leaves droop from the rust roof With rust-edged roses bowed.   As ...

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