Poems of Ivor Gurney
|6.||Bach And The Sentry||8/31/2010|
|7.||Ballad Of The Three Spectres||8/31/2010|
|12.||Brown earth Look||8/31/2010|
|19.||Darkness Has Cheating Swiftness||8/31/2010|
I would hope for the children of West Ham
Wooden-frame houses, square with some-sort stuff
Crammed in to keep the wind away that's rough,
And rain, in summer cool, in cold comfortable enough.
Easily destroyed — and pretty enough, and yet tough
Instead of brick and mortar tiled houses of no
Special appearance or attractive show.
Not crowded together, but with a plot of land
Where one might play and dig, and use spade or the hand