Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIEPVAL WOOD, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The tired air groans as the heavies swing over, the river-hollows Last Line: Nor the blue javelin-flame of thunderous noons strike fear. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund Subject(s): Forests; Woods | ||||||||
The tired air groans as the heavies swing over, the river-hollows boom; The shell-fountains leap from the swamps, and with wildfire and fume The shoulder of the chalkdown convulses. Then jabbering echoes stampede in the slatting wood, Ember-black the gibbet trees like bones or thorns protrude From the poisonous smoke -- past all impulses. To them these silvery dews can never again be dear, Nor the blue javelin-flame of thunderous noons strike fear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRINCESS WAKES IN THE WOOD by RANDALL JARRELL CHAMBER MUSIC: 20 by JAMES JOYCE ADVICE TO A FOREST by MAXWELL BODENHEIM A SOUTH CAROLINA FOREST by AMY LOWELL JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY IN BLACKWATER WOODS by MARY OLIVER THE PLACE I WANT TO GET BACK TO by MARY OLIVER ALMSWOMEN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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