Edward Thomas’ Old Man

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Let’s have another poem by Edward Thomas.  This lyric amounts almost to song not through sound but through the movements of the mind, recurring, wistful, and meditative.  He dwells upon a mystery: how can a man long for a bitter knowledge, loving what he does not like?  How sweet these modern English garden poems of his.  Click on this link to read the Old Man.

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