Frederick William (FW) Harvey

(26 March 1888 – 13 February 1957 / Hartpury, Gloucestershire)

Frederick William (FW) Harvey Poems

1. A Christmas Wish 4/2/2012
2. A Rondel Of Gloucestershire 4/2/2012
3. Autumn In Prison 4/2/2012
4. Ballad Of Army Pay 4/2/2012
5. Ballade 4/2/2012
6. Christmas In Prison 4/2/2012
7. Ducks 1/3/2003
8. In Flanders 4/2/2012
9. Loneliness 4/2/2012
10. Solitary Confinement 4/2/2012
11. Sonnet 4/2/2012
12. The Bond 4/2/2012
13. The Bugler 1/3/2003
14. The Hateful Road 4/2/2012
15. The Oldest Inhabitant Hears Far Off The Drums Of Death 4/2/2012
16. To R.E.K. 4/2/2012
17. To The Old Year 4/2/2012
18. To The Unknown Nurse 4/2/2012
19. To You, Unsung 4/2/2012
20. Warning 4/2/2012
21. What We Think Of 4/2/2012
Best Poem of Frederick William (FW) Harvey


(To E.M., Who drew them in Holzminden Prison)


From troubles of the world I turn to ducks,
Beautiful comical things
Sleeping or curled
Their heads beneath white wings
By water cool,
Or finding curious things
To eat in various mucks
Beneath the pool,
Tails uppermost, or waddling
Sailor-like on the shores
Of ponds, or paddling
- Left! Right! - with fanlike feet
Which are for steady oars
When they (white galleys) float
Each bird a boat
Rippling at will the sweet
Wide waterway ...
When night is fallen you ...

Read the full of Ducks


On Where's the use to write ?

What can I tell you, dear ?

Just that I want you so

Who are not near.
Just that I miss the lamp whose blessed light
Was God's own moon to shine upon my night,

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