Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE EMBRYO, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN

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First Line: That grey-green river pouring past
Last Line: The swans through air anew.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): England; Landscape; English

THAT grey-green river pouring past,
The moorhen and the vole,
Though spring was dark above,
Will always haunt my soul.

Old thorny plum-trees running wild
Beside the river donned
White bloom -- ah, not too old for love,
Though day looked stone beyond.

No one yet crossed the muddy plank
That bridged the full creek round,
Nor on the flood-strewn isle
Sought summer's camping-ground;

Where, to be sure, a drowned sheep lodged
In a black holt of alders,
Its poor fleece brown and vile,
To shudder young beholders.

Surly the day leaned down, its breath
Bit; yet through frown and chill
This otter's-home, this stream
Full-marching to the mill,

The claw-like trees, the cryptic gloom
Enwombed a joy that drew
Through grey-green depths the bream,
The swans through air anew.

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