Ivor Gurney Poems on Curiosity (10 Poems)


Buy Ivor Gurney on Curiosity books & products @ Amazon


    Tobacco (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    When tobacco came, When Raleigh did first bring inThe unfabled herb, the plant of peace, the kingOf comfort bringers, then indeed new hopeCame to the host of poets — with new scopeNew range of power, since henceforth one might sitMidnight-on … Continue reading



    The Road (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Out beyond Aldgate is a road,And a broad,Clean, noble thing it runs,For the sun’sAnd wind’s and man’s delight,And the high stars at night.There go JewessesAnd Poles and Russ and thesePale-faced sons,Daughter of Thames and Paul’sBetwixt walls and high wallsOf sooted … Continue reading



    Laventie (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    One would remember stillMeadows and low hillLaventie was, as to the line and elm rowGrowing through green strength wounded, as home elms grow.Shimmer of summer there and blue autumn mistsSeen from trench-ditch winding in mazy twists.The Australian gunners in close … Continue reading



    Kilns (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Severn has kilns set all along her banksWhere the thin reeds grow and rushes in ranks;And the carts tip rubbish there from the town;It thunders and raises white smoke and goes down.I think some of those kilns are very old,An … Continue reading



    Hedger (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    To me the A Major Concerto has been dearerThan ever before, because I saw one weaveWonderful patterns of bright green, never clearerOf April; whose hand nothing at all did deceiveOf laying rightThe stakes brightGreen lopped-off spear-shaped,     and stuck notched, crooked-up;Wonder was … Continue reading



    Encounters (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    One comes across the strangest things in walks,Fragment of Abbey tithe barns fixed in modern,With Dutch-sort houses, where the water baulksWeired up, and brick-kilns broken among fern.Old troughs, great stone cisterns bishops might have blessedAnd baptized from, most worthy mounting … Continue reading



    Above Ashleworth (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    O does some blind fool now stand on my hillTo see how Ashleworth nestles by the river?Where eyes and heart and soul may drink their fill The Cotswolds range out Eastward as if neverA curve of them the hand of … Continue reading



    Personages (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Beauty and bright fame go not together, IBought oranges to-day from Queen Deirdre.Apollo hewed the beech, I stood and watchedA ghost of wonder weaving while one thatched;A pattern of lithe movements all a wonder:An axe one farmer dealt like Zeus … Continue reading



    Old Times (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Out in the morningFor a speed of thought I wentAnd a clear thought of scorningFor home keeping; while downward bentGrass blades with dewdropsHeavy on those delicateSword shapes, wonder thereatBrightening my first hopes. A four hours’ trampingWith brisk blood flowingAnd life … Continue reading



    Longford Dawns (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Of course not all the watchers of the dawnSee Severn mists like forced-march mists withdrawLondon has darkness changing into lightWith just one quarter hour of any weight. Casual and common is the wonder grown, —Time’s duty to lift lights curtain … Continue reading




    More Ivor Gurney Poetry (Based on Topics)


    View All Ivor Gurney Poems


    Buy books and product about Ivor Gurney @ Amazon