Wednesday, December 07, 2005

One of my favourites ... by Siegfried Sassoon, yer actual Officer and Gentleman


December stillness, teach me through your trees

That loom along the west, one with the land,

The veiled evangel of your mysteries.

While nightfall, sad and spacious, on the down

Deepens, and dusk imbues me where I stand,

With grave diminishings of green and brown,

Speak roofless Nature, your instinctive words;

And let me learn your secret from the sky,

Following a flock of steadfast journeying birds

In lone remote migration beating by.

December stillness, crossed by twilight roads,

Teach me to travel far and bear my loads.

a misty pond above bodiam

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sunlight and frost at newhaven fort

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a fisherman going out from newhaven this morning

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