Edwin Muir

(15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959 / Orkney / Scotland)

Edwin Muir Poems

1. Abraham 1/3/2003
2. Circle And Square 1/3/2003
3. Horses 4/1/2010
4. In Love For Long 1/3/2003
5. Merlin 1/3/2003
6. Reading In Wartime 4/1/2010
7. Robert The Bruce (To Douglas In Dying) 4/1/2010
8. Scotland 1941 1/3/2003
9. Scotland's Winter 1/3/2003
10. The Angel And The Girl 4/1/2010
11. The Animals 1/3/2003
12. The Castle 1/3/2003
13. The Child Dying 1/3/2003
14. The Combat 1/3/2003
15. The Confirmation 4/1/2010
16. The Days 4/1/2010
17. The Fathers 1/3/2003
18. The Good Man In Hell 1/3/2003
19. The Horses 1/3/2003
20. The Incarnate One 1/3/2003
21. The Killing 4/1/2010
22. The Transfiguration 4/1/2010
23. They Could Not Tell Me Who Should Be My Lord 4/1/2010
Best Poem of Edwin Muir

The Horses

Barely a twelvemonth after
The seven days war that put the world to sleep,
Late in the evening the strange horses came.
By then we had made our covenant with silence,
But in the first few days it was so still
We listened to our breathing and were afraid.
On the second day
The radios failed; we turned the knobs; no answer.
On the third day a warship passed us, heading north,
Dead bodies piled on the deck. On the sixth day
A plane plunged over us into the sea. Thereafter
Nothing. The radios dumb;
And still they stand in corners of our kitchens,
And stand, ...

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The Combat

It was not meant for human eyes,
That combat on the shabby patch
Of clods and trampled turf that lies
Somewhere beneath the sodden skies
For eye of toad or adder to catch.

And having seen it I accuse
The crested animal in his pride,
Arrayed in all the royal hues

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