Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TIME OF ROSES, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN


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First Line: Clean flows the wind as from its grand source flowing
Last Line: At first that this year grass has brought forth roses.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): England; Flowers; Landscape; Roses; English


CLEAN flows the wind as from its grand source flowing
At once to man, clean flows the eternal God:
The clouds dance with that splendid presence glowing,
Earth's silver brilliance flashes from that flood.

Sweet airs and utterance meet me as I rove,
Long dead to me! nor angels might outshine
Those martins with their white breasts warm with love,
Building their home beneath the eaves of mine.

And roses in their ecstasy have come;
We see no hut, no hall but there they wreathe
Their araby, and their sweet lives outbreathe.
Rude hedges have their thousands too: where some
So nestle down, the dazzled eye supposes
At first that this year grass has brought forth roses.





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