Edward Thomas

(3 March 1878 - 9 April 1917 / London / England)

Poems of Edward Thomas

21. Early One Morning 4/7/2010
22. Fifty Faggots 4/7/2010
23. First Known when Lost 4/7/2010
24. For These 4/7/2010
25. Gone, Gone Again 4/7/2010
26. Good-Night 4/7/2010
27. Haymaking 4/7/2010
28. Head and Bottle 4/7/2010
29. Health 4/7/2010
30. Home 1 4/7/2010
31. Home 2 4/7/2010
32. Home 3 4/7/2010
33. House and Man 4/7/2010
34. How at Once 4/7/2010
35. I Built Myself a House of Glass 4/7/2010
36. I Never Saw that Land Before 4/7/2010
37. If I Should Ever By Chance 12/31/2002
38. If I were to Own 4/7/2010
39. In Memoriam 1/3/2003
40. In Memoriam (Easter, 1915) 4/7/2010

Celandine

Thinking of her had saddened me at first,
Until I saw the sun on the celandines lie
Redoubled, and she stood up like a flame,
A living thing, not what before I nursed,
The shadow I was growing to love almost,
The phantom, not the creature with bright eye
That I had thought never to see, once lost.

She found the celandines of February

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