Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE REEK, by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tonight they're sitting by the peat Last Line: Across the belgian snow. | ||||||||
To-night they're sitting by the peat Talking of me, I know -- Grandfather in the ingle-seat, Mother and Meg and Joe. I feel a sudden puff of heat That sets my ears aglow, And smell the reek of burning peat Across the Belgian snow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE LINES by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON BREAKFAST by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FLANNAN ISLE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FOR G. by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON GERANIUMS by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON LAMENT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RETREAT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RUPERT BROOKE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE GORSE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE ICE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON |
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