Harold Monro Mind Poems

  • 1.
    Tell me about that harvest field.
    Oh! Fifty acres of living bread.
    The colour has painted itself in my heart;
    The form is patterned in my head.
    ...
  • 2.
    The tough hand closes gently on the load;
    Out of the mind, a voice
    Calls 'Lift!' and the arms, remembering well their work,
    Lengthen and pause for help.
    ...
  • 3.
    You little friend, your nose is ready; you sniff,
    Asking for that expected walk,
    (Your nostrils full of the happy rabbit-whiff)
    And almost talk.
    ...
  • 4.
    I have discovered finally to-day
    This home that I have called my own
    Is built of straw and clay,
    Not, as I thought, of stone.
    ...
  • 5.
    Here, in this other world, they come and go
    With easy dream-like movements to and fro.
    They stare through lovely eyes, yet do not seek
    An answering gaze, or that a man should speak.
    ...
  • 6.
    When you and I go down
    Breathless and cold,
    Our faces both worn back
    To earthly mould,
    ...
  • 7.
    I
    The train! The twleve o'clock for paradise.
    Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
    Out in the country every one is wise:
    ...
  • 8.
    They are the angels of that watery world,
    With so much knowledge that they just aspire
    To move themselves on golden fins,
    Or fill their paradise with fire
    ...
Total 8 Mind Poems by Harold Monro

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