The Cul-De-Sac (Jan Struther Poems)
WHOSE love's a broad highwayThat stretches boldly onBefore them all the day,White and smooth in the sun-These, if they will, ...
Jan Struther Poems (76 Poems)
Stallions In The Strand (Jan Struther Poems)
AUTHORITY, with white-gloved hand,Holds up the traffic in the Strand.Obediently each well-trained wheelRolls to a standstill. I can feelThe bus ...
London Lovers (Jan Struther Poems)
Country lovers play at loveIn a scene all laid for loving.Marriage-making stars aboveGossip and wink and look approving,While the moon ...
Intimations Of Immortality In An Early Age (Jan Struther Poems)
ON the first of spring, walking along the Embankment,Light-footed, light-headed, eager in mind and heart,I found my spirit keyed to ...
The Last Adventure (Jan Struther Poems)
You think yourselves the adventurous ones, you young ones,And us becalmed, torpid, our days uneventful,Our blood stagnant, our minds' antennae ...
Betsinda Dances (Jan Struther Poems)
On a carpet red and blueSits Betsinda, not quite two,Tracing with baby-starfish handThe patterns that a Persian planned.Suddenly she sees ...
A Man From The North (Jan Struther Poems)
Here lies a man, from common clay descended,Who took the common people of the clayAnd from their lives, of grime ...
Saint Valentine (Jan Struther Poems)
Saint Valentine looked down from heavenUpon his own especial day,And scanned the broad face of the earthBelow him as it ...
Portrait (Jan Struther Poems)
ALL through the party she stood, saying nothing.Talk fluttered around her; quick gay wordsLike spring-enchanted birdsDarted, their wings flashing with ...
Mood Indigo (Jan Struther Poems)
TWIST the milled knob, fingers. Send needle-antennaFrom Hilversum to Rome, Rome to Vienna,Groping for music. Any kind will do:The Moonlight ...
Ballade Of Vanishing Wild Flowers (Jan Struther Poems)
Gone is the Gentian from the hill;Gone is the Wind-flower from the glade;Fritillary and DaffodilHave perished by the ruthless spade.But ...
The Higglers (Jan Struther Poems)
As I lay a-thinkingBeneath a rowan-tree,There came three higglers down the roadTo buy my thoughts from me.'A brown penny,' said ...
The Little World (Jan Struther Poems)
Though God in seven daysThe world and all its waysOnce for his own delight did fashion truly,Yet every man aliveMust ...
The Glass-Blower (Jan Struther Poems)
BY the red furnace stands Apollo mute,Holding in upraised hands His iron flute.Slowly from back and brow The bright sweat drips;He sets the ...
Lament In Spring (Jan Struther Poems)
NOT much longer nowWill the eye seeBonework of bole and bough,The beautiful, austereEssentials of the tree.Intricate traceryUpward and outward growingFrom ...
Age (Jan Struther Poems)
Pity me, O my people! I am old.It is a long time since I made the world.Out of the mist ...
Flowers At A Musical Party (Jan Struther Poems)
SILENCE falls on the room.Outside the window-panes the exiled gloomOf the summer nightPresses, hungry for light.Stilled now are voices and ...
To Grow Older (Jan Struther Poems)
TO grow older is this:To feel on the first roseThe breath malign and fellOf the first icicle,And in the earliest ...
A Definition (Jan Struther Poems)
YOU ask me, What is love? It is a cravingTo spin the dawdling globe with a flicked finger Till meeting come, ...
The Coach (Jan Struther Poems)
BODY and Heart, two horses driven in tandem, Draw love's precarious coach. The driver, Mind, Flicks his deft whip behindAnd boasts, but ...
Wild Hare (Jan Struther Poems)
I HATE to watch them reaping the Five Acre,The field at the hill's foot, steeply sloping.One sees the pattern too ...
Glamour (Jan Struther Poems)
The linnet is here, and the lark, and the yellowhammer,And the thrush that sings so clear at the break of ...
Dandelion (Jan Struther Poems)
Sir Daniel was a fearless knight;In doublet green he went to fight.The yellow plumes upon his headLike the sun their ...
Audit (Jan Struther Poems)
BANKRUPT of joy, who once was rich in it,Must drop pretence at last, no longer hideBehind drawn blinds rooms ravished ...
Treasure (Jan Struther Poems)
She said, 'I have no need for treasure,For brooches and for jewelled rings.'Proudly she said, 'I take my pleasureIn truer, ...
“Summer Time Ends” (Jan Struther Poems)
"Summer Time Ends."You need but turn a leafIn this small book, whose briefLaconic notes make upA skeleton mapOf the year's ...
Dirge For Brief Love (Jan Struther Poems)
We have killed our little LoveThat was but three days old;He lies between us now like a small bird silenced,Pitiful, ...
To An Orchard Near London (Jan Struther Poems)
Bloom passionately, O apple-trees, this spring;Drink deep of the April sun, the April rain,That this may be your loveliest blossoming,O ...
Epithalamion (Jan Struther Poems)
THE raw materials of love are yours-Fond hearts, and lusty blood, and minds in tune;And so, dear innocents! you think ...
Windfall (Jan Struther Poems)
THE past is never dumb. There's no foretellingOn what fine night, years after, carelessly twistingThe fluted knob of memory, ranging ...