Laurie Lee Poems
- Home From Abroad Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ...
- April Rise If ever I saw blessing in the air I see it now ...
- Apples Behold the apples’ rounded worlds: juice-green of ...
- Milkmaid The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls ...
- Town Owl On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in ...
- Winter Poem Tonight the wind gnaws with teeth of glass The ...
- Christmas Landscape Tonight the wind gnaws With teeth of ...
Though many biographies say that Laurie Lee was born is Slad, his family seems to have moved there when he was three. This move affected him a lot and has been written about in great detail many many years later in Cider with Rosie "I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began.
The June grass, amongst which I stood, was taller than I was, and I wept. I had never been so close to grass before. It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattooed with tiger-skins of sunlight. It was knife-edged, dark, and a wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped ... more »
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Home From Abroad
Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ways,
My skin well-oiled with wines of the Levant,
I set my face into a filial smile
To greet the pale, domestic kiss of Kent.
But shall I never learn? That gawky girl,
Recalled so primly in my foreign thoughts,
Becomes again the green-haired queen of love
Whose wanton form dilates as it delights.
Her rolling tidal landscape floods the eye
And drowns Chianti in a dusky stream;
he flower-flecked grasses swim with simple horses,
The hedges choke with roses fat as cream.
So do I breathe the ...