Saw a thing on TV/PBS ... and it zapped me back to when I was very young, and we ALL knew this poem, that my mom read in a London newspaper. I also got to see Marry Poppins! We loved the trains. Adlestrop Yes, I remember Adlestrop -- The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June. The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat. No one left and no one came On the bare platform. What I saw Was Adlestrop -- only the name And willows, willow-herb, and grass, And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry, No whit less still and lonely fair Than the high cloudlets in the sky. And for that minute a blackbird sang Close by, and round him, mistier, Farther and farther, all the birds Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire. Edward Thomas
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 05:18:32 +0000
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