English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Any Mother. Кэтрин Тайнен.

Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Any Mother ‘What’s the news? Now tell it me.’ ‘Allenby again advances.’ ‘No, it is not Allenby But my boy, straight as a lance is. ‘Oh, my boy it is that runs, Hurls his young and slender body On the dread death-dealing guns. […]

English Poetry. Edward Thomas. Two Pewits. Эдвард Томас.

Edward Thomas (Эдвард Томас) Two Pewits Under the after-sunset sky Two pewits sport and cry, More white than is the moon on high Riding the dark surge silently; More black than earth. Their cry Is the one sound under the sky. They alone move, now low, now high, […]

English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. The Crown. Кэтрин Тайнен.

Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) The Crown She had twelve stars for diadem; She had for footstool the full moon; Her quiet eyes, outshining them, Kept memories of the night and noon And the still moms at Nazareth When in her arms the Child drew breath. So safe, […]

English Poetry. Edward Thomas. The Brook. Эдвард Томас.

Edward Thomas (Эдвард Томас) The Brook Seated once by a brook, watching a child Chiefly that paddled, I was thus beguiled. Mellow the blackbird sang and sharp the thrush Not far off in oak and hazel brush, Unseen. There was a scent like honeycomb From mugwort dull. And […]

English Poetry. Edward Thomas. Fifty Faggots. Эдвард Томас.

Edward Thomas (Эдвард Томас) Fifty Faggots There they stand, on their ends, the fifty fag gots That once were underwood of hazel and ash In Jenny Pink’s copse. Now, by the hedge Close packed, they make a thicket fancy alone Can creep through with the mouse and wren. […]