English poetry

British Poets Х Biographies Х Poems About Х Random Poem Х
The Rating of Poets Х The Rating of Poems

Poem by Rupert Chawner Brooke


Dawn


Opposite me two Germans snore and sweat.
Through sullen swirling gloom we jolt and roar.
We have been here for ever: even yet
A dim watch tells two hours, two aeons, more.
The windows are tight-shut and slimy-wet
With a night's foetor. There are two hours more;
Two hours to dawn and Milan; two hours yet.
Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore. . . .

One of them wakes, and spits, and sleeps again.
The darkness shivers. A wan light through the rain
Strikes on our faces, drawn and white. Somewhere
A new day sprawls; and, inside, the foul air
Is chill, and damp, and fouler than before. . . .
Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore. 



                      Rupert Chawner Brooke


Rupert Chawner Brooke's other poems:
  1. He Wonders Whether to Praise or to Blame Her
  2. Pine-Trees and the Sky: Evening
  3. Sometimes Even Now I May
  4. Thoughts on the Shape of the Human Body
  5. Dining-Room Tea


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Arthur Symons Dawn ("Here in the little room")
  • Isaac Rosenberg Dawn ("O tender first cold flush of rose")
  • Francis Ledwidge Dawn ("Quiet miles of golden sky")
  • John Ford Dawn ("FLY hence, shadows, that do keep")

    Poem to print To Print Poem

    847 Views



    The Last Poems


  • –ейтинг@Mail.ru

    English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru