Edmund Blunden Poems
- Report On Experience I have been young, and now am not too ...
- Preparations For Victory My soul, dread not the pestilence ...
- 1916 Seen From 1921 Tired with dull grief, grown old before ...
- Harvest So there's my year, the twelvemonth duly told Since ...
- The Midnight Skaters The hop-poles stand in cones, The icy ...
- Forefathers Here they went with smock and crook, Toiled in ...
- The Survival To-day’s house makes to-morrow’s road; I knew ...
Edmund Charles Blunden was an English poet, author and critic. Like his friend Siegfried Sassoon, he wrote of his experiences in World War I in both verse and prose. For most of his career, Blunden was also a reviewer for English publications and an academic in Tokyo and later Hong Kong. He ended his career as Professor of Poetry at the University of Oxford.
Early Years and WWI
Edmund Charles Blunden was born in London in 1896, moving with his family to Kent shortly afterwards. He was educated at Christ's Hospital and Queen's College, Oxford. Blunden was commissioned into the Royal Sussex Regiment in 1915 and served in France and Belgium from 1916 to 1919, fighting on ... more »
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Report On Experience
I have been young, and now am not too old;
And I have seen the righteous forsaken,
His health, his honour and his quality taken.
This is not what we were formerly told.
I have seen a green country, useful to the race,
Knocked silly with guns and mines, its villages vanished,
Even the last rat and the last kestrel banished -
God bless us all, this was peculiar grace.
I knew Seraphina; Nature gave her hue,
Glance, sympathy, note, like one from Eden.
I saw her smile warp, heard her lyric deaden;
She turned to harlotry; - this I took to be new.