These poems were first publishedby the Beaumont Press in a limited edition. Facsimilepage images from the original publication, includingfacsimile images of the original coloured illustrationsby Anne Estelle Rice, are freely available from theInternet Archive.
TOMMIES IN THE TRAIN
THE SUN SHINES,
The coltsfoot flowers along the railway banks
Shine like flat coin which Jove in thanks
Strews each side the lines.
In purple elms, daffodils
Sparkle beneath; luminous hills
Beyond--and no people.
England, Oh Danaë
To this spring of cosmic gold
That falls on your lap of mould!
What then are we?
What are we
Clay-coloured, who roll in fatigue
As the train falls league by league
From our destiny?
A hand is over my face,
A cold hand. I peep between the fingers
To watch the world that lingers
Behind, yet keeps pace.
Always there, as I peep
Between the fingers that cover my face!
Which then is it that falls from its place
And rolls down the steep?
Is it the train
That falls like meteorite
Backward into space, to alight
Or is it the illusory world
That falls from reality
Good set of poems, not all will be to everyone's liking but many will have an impact on your mind ,hopefully in a good way :)
War-Baby, Winter-Lull, Bombardment, Obsequial Ode, Shades, Ruination, Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector, and Nostalgia are some of the poems that are very good
Though I basically named all of them :(