Harold Edward Monro Talk Poems
- 1. Week-end
I
The train! The twelve o'clock for paradise.
Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
... - 2. Dog
You little friend, your nose is ready; you sniff,
Asking for that expected walk,
(Your nostrils full of the happy rabbit-whiff)
And almost talk.
... - 3. Every Thing
Since man has been articulate,
Mechanical, improvidently wise,
(Servant of Fate),
He has not understood the little cries
... - 4. Thistledown
This might have been a place for sleep,
But, as from that small hollow there
Hosts of bright thistledown begin
Their dazzling journey through the air,
... - 5. Gravity
I
Fit for perpetual worship is the power
That holds our bodies safely to the earth.
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