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Author: hulme, thomas
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Hulme, Thomas Ernest    Poet's Biography
Alternate Author Name(s): Hulme, T. E.
13 poems available by this author


ABOVE THE DOCK    Poem Text    
First Line: Above the quiet dock in mid night
Last Line: Is but a child's balloon, forgotten after play.


AS A FOWL    Poem Text    
First Line: As a fowl in the tall grass lies
Last Line: By the white houses of old flemish towns.


AUTUMN    Poem Text    
First Line: A touch of cold in the autumn night
Last Line: With white faces like town children.
Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Fall


CONVERSION    Poem Text    
First Line: Light-hearted I walked into the valley wood
Last Line: As any peeping turk to the bosphorus.


FRAGMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: The lark crawls on the cloud
Last Line: Like a flea on a white body.


FRAGMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: The flounced edge of a skirt
Last Line: Recoiling like waves off a cliff.


FRAGMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: When she speaks, almost her breasts touch me
Last Line: Backward leans her head.


IMAGE    Poem Text    
First Line: Old houses were scaffolding once
Last Line: And workmen whistling.


IN THE CITY SQUARE    Poem Text    
First Line: In the city square at night, the meeting of the torches
Last Line: To where?
Subject(s): World War I; First World War


MANA ABODA    Poem Text    
First Line: Mana aboda, whose bent form
Last Line: "josephs all, not tall enough to try."
Subject(s): Beauty


THE EMBANKMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy
Last Line: That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.


THE POET    Poem Text    
First Line: Over a large table, smooth, he leaned in ecstasies
Last Line: On the smooth table.
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; World War I; First World War


TRENCHES: ST. ELOI    Poem Text    
First Line: Over the flat slope of st. Eloi
Last Line: Nothing suggests itself. There is nothing to do but keep on.
Subject(s): World War I; First World War