Henry Reed Time Poems

  • 1.
    Tomorrow will be your last day here. Someone is speaking:
    A familiar voice, speaking again at all of us.
    And beyond the windowsâ?? it is inside now, and autumnâ??
    On a wind growing daily harsher, small things to the earth
    ...
  • 2.
    In due course of course you will all be issued with
    Your proper issue; but until tomorrow,
    You can hardly be said to need it; and until that time,
    We shall have unarmed combat. I shall teach you.
    ...
  • 3.
    Those of you that have got through the rest, I am going to rapidly
    Devote a little time to showing you, those that can master it,
    A few ideas about tactics, which must not be confused
    With what we call strategy. Tactics is merely
    ...
  • 4.
    Within the great grey flapping tent
    The damp crowd stood or stamped about;
    And some came in, and some went out
    To drink the moist November air;
    ...
  • 5.
    (Mr. Eliot's Sunday Evening Postscript)

    As we get older we do not get any younger.
    Seasons return, and to-day I am fifty-five,
    ...
  • 6.
    My love, you are timely come, let me lie by your heart.
    For waking in the dark this morning, I woke to that mystery,
    Which we can all wake to, at some dark time or another:
    Waking to find the room not as I thought it was,
    ...
  • 7.
    Quelle belle heure, quels bons bras
    me rendront ces régions d'où mes
    sommeils et mes moindres mouvements?

    ...
  • 8.
    This above all remember: they will be very brave men,
    And you will be facing them. You must not despise them.

    I am, as you know, like all true professional soldiers,
    ...
  • 9.
    Not only how far away, but the way that you say it
    Is very important. Perhaps You may never get
    The knack of judging a distance, but at least you know
    How to report on a landscape: the central sector,
    ...
Total 9 Time Poems by Henry Reed

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