Adlestrop
Some of my favourite nature poems are short. Being poetry they often carry a message, but the poets were real wordsmiths – with a few words they drew a picture, a mood, a point of view, a celebration. Of the railway poems, Edward Thomas‘ 16 line poem about Adlestrop railway station exudes a peaceful summer afternoon from every word.
Adlestrop
by
Edward Thomas
Yes, I remember Adlestrop —
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop — only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
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3 August 2009 at 2:24 am
You feel like that when you come across a tiny railway station that seems to lead nowhere. Same kind of a feeling you get when you read Ruskin Bond’s Time Stops at Shamli.
3 August 2009 at 6:01 am
IMHO the best nature poems are which leave a distinct impression of natural beauty in your mind. Ruskin Bond is a past master at the genre of time standing still. Expect a review of Ruskin Bond’s nature writing in the future.
3 August 2009 at 11:20 am
Expect me to follow whatever you write avidly. I am really in love with Ruskin Bond. The man never fails to impress me deeply.