Thoughts of New England (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Gloucester streets walking in Autumn twilight,Past Kineburgh's cottage and old Raven Tavern,That Hoare he kept, the Puritan, who tiredOr fired, ...
Ivor Gurney Poems on Books (6 Poems)
Laventie (Ivor Gurney Poems)
One would remember stillMeadows and low hillLaventie was, as to the line and elm rowGrowing through green strength wounded, as ...
Poem For The End (Ivor Gurney Poems)
So the last poem is laid flat in its place,And Crickley with Crucifix Comer leaves from my faceElizabethans and night-working ...
Brown earth Look (Ivor Gurney Poems)
The youth burning couch grass is as tiredAs muscle has right to bear and keeps work onThe brown earth slopes ...
New Year’s Eve (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Aveluy and New Year's eve, and the time as tenderAs if green buds grew. In the low West a slenderStreak ...
Common Things (Ivor Gurney Poems)
The dearness of common things —Beech wood, tea, plate-shelves,And the whole family of crockery —Wood-axes, blades, helves.Ivory milk, earth's coffee,The ...