Edward Thomas

(3 March 1878 - 9 April 1917 / London / England)

Sowing - Poem by Edward Thomas

IT was a perfect day
For sowing; just
As sweet and dry was the ground
As tobacco-dust.

I tasted deep the hour
Between the far
Owl's chuckling first soft cry
And the first star.

A long stretched hour it was;
Nothing undone
Remained; the early seeds
All safely sown.

And now, hark at the rain,
Windless and light,
Half a kiss, half a tear,
Saying good-night.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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