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| 3101. | Passing Through by Stanley Kunitz | | Nobody in the widow's household
ever celebrated anniversaries.
In the secrecy of my room
I would not admit I cared
that my friends were given part... |
| 3102. | Soap Suds by Louis MacNeice | | This brand of soap has the same smell as once in the big
House he visited when he was eight: the walls of the bathroom open
To reveal a lawn where a... |
| 3103. | Municipal Gum by Oodgeroo Noonuccal | | Gumtree in the city street,
Hard bitumen around your feet,
Rather you should be
In the cool world of leafy forest halls
And wild bird calls
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| 3104. | Exposure by Wilfred Owen | | I
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . .
Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent . . .
Low drooping flar... |
| 3105. | Preface by Wilfred Owen | | This book is not about heroes. English Poetry is not yet fit to speak
of them. Nor is it about deeds or lands, nor anything about glory, honour,
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| 3106. | Asleep by Wilfred Owen | | Under his helmet, up against his pack,
After the many days of work and waking,
Sleep took him by the brow and laid him back.
And in the happy no-ti... |
| 3107. | Spring Offensive by Wilfred Owen | | Halted against the shade of a last hill,
They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease
And, finding comfortable chests and knees
Carelessly slept. But m... |
| 3108. | The Parable Of The Old Men And The Young by Wilfred Owen | | So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went,
And took the fire with him, and a knife.
And as they sojourned both of them together,
Isaac the first-... |
| 3109. | Apologia Pro Poemate Meo by Wilfred Owen | | I, too, saw God through mud --
The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled.
War brought more glory to their eyes than blood,
An... |
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