Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | November 28, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: The Dark Forest

by Philip Edward Thomas (1878 – 1917).


The Dark Forest


Dark is the forest and deep, and overhead

Hang stars like seeds of light

In vain, though not since they were sown was bred

Anything more bright.


And evermore mighty multitudes ride                                             5

About, nor enter in;

Of the other multitudes that dwell inside

Never yet was one seen.


The forest foxglove is purple, the marguerite

Outside is gold and white,                                                                  10

Nor can those that pluck either blossom greet

The others, day or night.










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