Ivor Gurney Poems (112 Poems)

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    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, and took a passage in the ‘Mayflower’,Gloucester streets walking in frost-clear hour –Of ‘Captains Courageous’ as a boy read, thinking,And … Continue reading

    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

    Cut Flowers (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    Not in blue vases theseNor white, cut flowers are seenBut in the August meadowsWhen the reaper falls clean –And the shining and ridged rowsOf cut stalks show to the eyeAs if some child’s hand thereHad ranged them, and passed byTo … Continue reading

    La Gorgues (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    The long night, the short sleep, and La Gorgues to wander,So be the Fates were kind and our Commander;With a mill, and still canal, and like-Stroudway bridges.One looks back on these as Time’s truest riches –Which were so short an … Continue reading

    Time To Come (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    They will walk there, the sons of our great grandsons andWill know no reason for the old love of the land.There will be no tiny bent-browed houses in theTwilight to watch, nor small shops of multi-miscellany.The respectable and red-brick will … Continue reading

    A Wish (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    I would hope for the children of West HamWooden-frame houses, square with some-sort stuffCrammed in to keep the wind away that’s rough,And rain, in summer cool, in cold comfortable enough.Easily destroyed – and pretty enough, and yet toughInstead of brick … Continue reading

    Crucifix Corner (Ivor Gurney Poems)

    There was a water dump there, and regimentalCarts came every day to line up and fill fullThose rolling tanks with chlorinated clear mixture;And curse the mud with vain veritable vexture.Aveluy across the valley, billets, shacks, ruins,With time and time a … Continue reading

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