posted on 2024-04-19, 17:45authored byFirst World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team
In twos and threes, they have not far to roam, Crowds that thread eastward, gay of eyes; Those seek no further than their quiet home, Wives, walking westward, slow and wise. Neither should I go fooling over clouds, Following gleams unsafe, untrue, And tiring after beauty through star-crowds, Dared I go side by side with you; Or be you in the gutter where you stand, Pale rain-flawed phantom of the place, With news of all the nations in your hand, And all their sorrows in your face.
History
Identifier
3355.txt
Creator
Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918)
Date
1983
Date Created
01/01/1983
Temporal Date
31/12/1983
Type
Poem
Rights
The Estate of Wilfred Owen. The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen edited by Jon Stallworthy first published by Chatto & Windus, 1983. Preliminaries, introductory, editorial matter, manuscripts and fragments omitted.