Laurie Lee Poems
- April Rise If ever I saw blessing in the air I see it now ...
- Apples Behold the apples’ rounded worlds: juice-green of ...
- Home From Abroad Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ...
- Town Owl On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in ...
- The Long War For Peace Day Less passionate the long war ...
- Winter Poem Tonight the wind gnaws with teeth of glass The ...
- Milkmaid The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls ...
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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If ever I saw blessing in the air
I see it now in this still early day
Where lemon-green the vaporous morning drips
Wet sunlight on the powder of my eye.
Blown bubble-film of blue, the sky wraps round
Weeds of warm light whose every root and rod
Splutters with soapy green, and all the world
Sweats with the bead of summer in its bud.
If ever I heard blessing it is there
Where birds in trees that shoals and shadows are
Splash with their hidden wings and drops of sound
Break on my ears their crests of throbbing air.
Pure in the haze the ...