Adlestrop
Yes, I remember Adlestrop-
The name because one afternoon
Of heat the express train drew up there
Uwontedly, 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 1878-1917
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