Peace
by Patrick Kavanagh
And sometimes I am sorry when the grass
Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows
And the cocksfoot leans across the rutted cart-pass
That I am not the voice of country fellows
Who now are standing by some headland talking
Of turnips and potatoes or young corn
Of turf banks stripped for victory.
Here Peace is still hawking
His coloured combs and scarves and beads of horn.
Upon a headland by a whinny hedge
A hare sits looking down a leaf-lapped furrow
There’s an old plough upside-down on a weedy ridge
And someone is shouldering home a saddle-harrow.
Out of that childhood country what fools climb
To fight with tyrants Love and Life and Time?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Иван Киуру – Кот и жук
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 5 poem – Alexander Pope
- The Song of Seven Cities by Rudyard Kipling
- Зинаида Александрова – Ветер на речке
- Eclogue:–The Best Man In The Vield by William Barnes
- Stanzas. In A Drear-Nighted December poem – John Keats poems
- That The Night Come by William Butler Yeats
- American Feuillage. by Walt Whitman
- Николай Гумилев – Лесной пожар
- At The Cenotaph by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Маяковский – Советский Союз, намотай на ус – кто Юз
- The Young British Soldier by Rudyard Kipling
- Михаил Лермонтов – Ангел
- Temporary City by Nijole Miliauskaite
- The Dead Woman poem – Pablo Neruda
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