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 ...
Severn has kilns set all along her banksWhere the thin reeds grow and rushes in ranks;And the carts tip rubbish ...
There's not a sound tonightI look out and am beatenIn my face by curious, white,Unexpected flakesOf snow in a daze ...
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