Edward Thomas
Edward Thomas
British war-era poet, essayist, and literary critic of Welsh heritage. His essay collections include The Heart of England and Light and Twilight; his poetry collections include Six Poems and Last Poems.
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 March 1878
loved scent survives
The fairest things have fleetest end,/ Their scent survives their close:/ But the rose's scent is bitterness/ To him that loved the rose!
borders forest sleep
I have come to the borders of sleep,/ The unfathomable deep/ Forest where all must lose/ Their way.
nice hate able
How nice it would be to be dead if only we could know we were dead. That is what I hate, the not being able to turn round in the grave and to say It is over.
names june afternoon
Yes; I remember Adlestrop- The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June.
nature dirty men
November’s days are thirty: November’s earth is dirty, Those thirty days, from first to last; And the prettiest things on ground are the paths.... Few care for the mixture of earth and water, Twig, leaf, flint, thorn, Straw, feather, all that men scorn, Pounded up and sodden by flood, Condemned as mud.
feed flush kids pool trying water
We feed the kids first. We use the pool water to flush the toilets, ... We are just trying to make things livable.