"When the World was in Building"

Thank Goodness, the moving is over,
They’ve swept up the straw in the passage
And life will begin….
This tiny, white, tiled cottage by the bridge!...
When we’ve had tea I will punt you
To Paradise for the sugar and onions….
We will drift home in the twilight,
The trout will be rising….

Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

Author

Ford Madox Ford

Often associated with the Imagist movement, Ford Madox Ford was the author of numerous poetry collections, including New Poems (William Edwin Rudge, 1927). He fought in World War I from 1915 to 1917 and died in 1939.

Date Published

11/11/2018