No one so much as you
Loves this my clay
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Edward Thomas, love poetry, rhythm
No one so much as you
Loves this my clay
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Edward Thomas, love poetry, rhythm
The mist creeps over the hard grey stone,
My girl’s in Tungria; I sleep alone.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: history, homesickness, military, W. H. Auden
Portrait of a Girl With Comic Book 2
Twelve has its tribal customs. But thirteen
Is neither boys in battered cars nor dolls…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: adolescence, ageing, childhood, Phyllis McGinley, social commentary