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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DRIED MILLPOND, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Old broadbridge pond, once on a time so deep Last Line: Nor any pleasure of the past abides. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund Subject(s): England; Lakes; Landscape; English; Pools; Ponds | |||
OLD Broadbridge Pond, once on a time so deep, And full of water-lilies as could be, Is mudded now, in dull and deathly sleep; A gaping slough, a piteous injury. Hoarse brawling through some deep-wormed channels run Small streams dull as dead serpents in the sun, Roots writhed and sloven mottle everywhere And even the mid pool has no secret lair, And what seemed danger's very gateways lie Grey quagmire where the greedy moorhens ply. Not even eels could work to come agen. Poor roach and perch have perished, whose swift sides Made beautiful the bright green kingdom then, Nor any pleasure of the past abides. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN GETS OFF WORK EARLY by THOMAS LUX THE FRIARY AT BLOSSOM, PROLOGUE & INSTRUCTIONS by NORMAN DUBIE SONGS FOR TWO SEASONS: 2. RED POND by CAROL FROST ALMSWOMEN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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