Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BLEUE MAISON, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Now to attune my dull soul, if I can Last Line: Pass the full sails of natural odysseys. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund | ||||||||
Now to attune my dull soul, if I can, To the contentment of this countryside Where man is not for ever killing man But quiet days like these calm waters glide. And I will praise the blue flax in the rye, And pathway bindweed's trumpet-like attire, Pink rest-harrow and curlock's glistening eye, And poppies flaring like St. Elmo's fire. And I will praise the willows silver-gray, And where I stand the road is rippled over With airy dreams of blossomed bean and clover, And shyest birds come elfin-like to play: And in the rifts of blue above the trees Pass the full sails of natural Odysseys. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOREFATHERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SOLUTIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE GIANT PUFFBALL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE MIDNIGHT SKATERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 11TH R.S.R. by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 1916 SEEN FROM 1921 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A 'FIRST IMPRESSION': TOKYO by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BRIDGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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