Littleholme (Gordon Bottomley Poems)
(To J.S. and A.W.S.)In entering the town, where the bright riverShrinks in its white stone bed, old thoughts returnOf how ...
(To J.S. and A.W.S.)In entering the town, where the bright riverShrinks in its white stone bed, old thoughts returnOf how ...
Low leagues of coast dunes bending to the westAre tremulous with waving beach grass green,Or all aglare with shifting sands ...
Through darkening telegraph polesAt the crossroads, near grey piles of gravel,I see frail farmsteads scatteredAgainst the dimmed autumn background.Beyond the ...
I never saw that land before,And now can never see it again;Yet, as if by acquaintance hoarEndeared, by gladness and ...
In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses ...
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