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The Death of a Comrade

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Harvest Home By Walter de la Mare First published in 1923, then republished in 1957 A bird flies up from the hayfield; Sweet is the newmown grass; But all those flowers laid low at noonday! And only my sighed Alas! Man garners his own with scythe and gun- Seed of the weed or blood; But the life dies out of a foolish heart When the dust is christened mud. The beauty is gone… Saints sing of heaven: Death’s but the narrow pass From a transient dream to a changeless Real-… Read more The Death of a Comrade →

Poetry Survey Post 3: The Little Salamander by Walter de la Mare

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To Margot When I go free,I think ’twill beA night of stars and snow,And the wild fires of frost shall lightMy footsteps as I go;Nobody – nobody will be thereWith groping touch, or sight,To see me in my bush of hairDance burning through the night. Here’s a little lyrical gem that I’ve loved for a long time. It makes an immediate impression and you don’t even really need to know that a Salamander (or Salamandral) is a mythical creature with a strange relationship to fire. In some version, the salamander’s… Read more Poetry Survey Post 3: The Little Salamander by Walter de la Mare →