Adlestrop

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.

Edward Thomas

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https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53744/adlestrop

“Adlestrop” is a poem by the talented nature writer and poet Edward Thomas. It is based on a railway journey Thomas took on 24 June 1914, during which his train briefly stopped at the now closed station   (Beeching Cuts 1960s?)  in the Gloucestershire village

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adlestrop_(poem)

https://adlestrop.org.uk/2014/06/24/adlestrop-poem-centenary/

Edward Thomas was sadly killed at Easter during the Battle Of Arras in 1917.

Blog posted by Mark Man Of TIN, 8 December 2023