English Poetry. Edward Thomas. After Rain. Эдвард Томас.

Edward Thomas (Эдвард Томас)

After Rain

The rain of a night and a day and a night
Stops at the light
Of this pale choked day. The peering sun
Sees what has been done.
The road under the trees has a border new
of purple hue
Inside the border of bright thin grass:
For all that has
Been left by November of leaves is torn
From hazel and thorn
And the greater trees. Throughout the copse
No dead leaf drops
On grey grass, green moss, burnt-orange fern,
At the wind's return:
The leaflets out of the ash-tree shed
Are thinly spread
In the road, like little black fish, inlaid,
As if they played.
What hangs from the myriad branches down there
So hard and bare
Is twelve yellow apples lovely to see
On one crab-tree.
And on each twig of every tree in the dell
Uncountable
Crystals both dark and bright of the the rain
That begins again. 

Edward Thomas’s other poems:

1. The Huxter
2. For These
3. The Cherry Trees
4. The Long Small Room
5. How at Once

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Madison Cawein (Мэдисон Кавейн) After Rain (“Behold the blossom-bosomed Day again”)

Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) After Rain (“For three whole days across the sky”)

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