Adlestrop
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 lowly 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.
Thomas' note book shows us how he had difficulty starting this poem.Yes, I remember AdlestropAt least the name, one afternoonOf heat the train slowed down drew up thereThere unexpectedly Against its custom. It was 'twas June.Yes, I remember Adlestrop-At least the name The name, because one afternoonOf heat, the express train drew up thereAgainst its custom Unwontedly. It was late June.