Winter passes

Thaw

Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed

The speculating rooks at their nests cawed

And saw fom the elm-tops, delicate as flower of grass,

What we below could not see. Winter pass.

by Edward Thomas.

Edward Thomas has always been important to me, one of my favourite poets ever since my Headmistress Hilda Mary Hunt introduced me to his writing.  

Edward Thomas

Edward Thomas

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