Justly famous is the poem 'Adlestrop', which reminds us that the old steam trains were very noisy in action – when they came to a halt at a country station, then you would hear for the first time the sounds of the countryside.
About the poet
Edward Thomas wrote all his poetry in less than three years, between 1914, when he wrote his...
Yes. I remember Adlestrop—
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. 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.
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