Friday, January 3, 2003

Winter Song Comments

Rating: 2.8

The browns, the olives, and the yellows died,
And were swept up to heaven; where they glowed
Each dawn and set of sun till Christmastide,
And when the land lay pale for them, pale-snowed,
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Wilfred Owen
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Kevin Patrick 03 January 2015

A masterstroke work, that weaves together a haunting vision of winters stark beauty in an eloquent poem to one of my favourite seasons.

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Wilfred Owen

Wilfred Owen

Shropshire / England
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