Rupert Brooke

Warwickshire / England
Rupert Brooke
Warwickshire / England
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A Channel Passage

Rating: 2.5
The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick
My cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knew
I must think hard of something, or be sick;
And could think hard of only one thing -- YOU!
You, you alone could hold my fancy ever!
And with you memories come, sharp pain, and dole.
Now there's a choice -- heartache or tortured liver!
A sea-sick body, or a you-sick soul!

Do I forget you? Retchings twist and tie me,
Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets, up I throw.
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COMMENTS
Dan Ho 22 May 2018
my english teacher got me here
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Jeffry Bob 12 March 2018
This is well gay hope evyone jercked off to this
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Steve who believes 11 December 2017
I believe this is great
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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 November 2016
Now there is a choice - heartache or tortured liver Excellent conceptualization.
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Stephen W 06 May 2014
Rings true. So much of his work is vain or sentimental, but this one is the real deal, I feel.
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Michael Harmon 26 June 2009
So good at expressing the feelings, this sonnet could almost make the reader nauseated, as well. We lost at least two great poets (that I know of) in WW1, Wilfred Owen and this one. Along with all the other lives lost, such an incalculable waste...
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