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derangedrhythms · 1 year

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Edward Thomas, The Poems of Edward Thomas; from 'The Unknown'

#edward thomas #the poems of edward thomas #the unknown #poetry #excerpts #absence #o

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sesiondemadrugada · 8 months

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The Last Voyage of the Demeter (André Øvredal, 2023).

#the last voyage of the demeter #André Øvredal #Corey Hawkins #liam cunningham #tom stern #christian wagner #edward thomas

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brownsugar-chan · 1 year

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A little digital painting of Edward Thomas based on a photo of her from one of my books!!

#listen I know she's red now #I ont give a shit #It was a very nice photo and I'll probably recreate the background on it eventually #my art #digital painting #edward thomas #artists on tumblr #Real train shit

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pearlsoflongago · 1 month

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Quietude

Van Gogh, Brooke, and Other Purveyors of Wisdom

Cornfield with Crows by Vincent van Gogh

Youth in Age

ONCE I was part of the music I heard On the boughs or sweet between earth and sky; For joy of the beating of wings on high My heart shot into the breast of the bird.

I hear it now and I see it fly, And a life in wrinkles again is stirred; My heart shoots into the breast of the bird, As it will for sheer love till the last long sigh.

—George Meredith

Intérieur blanc/White Interior by Pierre Bonnard

The Long Small Room

THE long small room that showed willows in the west Narrowed up to the end the fireplace filled, Although not wide. I liked it. No one guessed What need or accident made them so build. Only the moon, the mouse, and the sparrow peeped In from the ivy round the casement thick. Of all they saw and heard there they shall keep The tale for the old ivy and older brick. When I look back I am like moon, sparrow, and mouse That witnessed what they could never understand Or alter or prevent in the dark house. One thing remains the same—this is my right hand Crawling crab-like over the clean white page, Resting awhile each morning on the pillow, Then once more starting to crawl on towards age. The hundred last leaves stream upon the willow.

—Edward Thomas

Sleeping Man with a Book by Yehuda Pen

The Busy Heart

NOW that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not rend. (O heart, I do not dare go empty-hearted) I'll think of Love in books, Love without end; Women with child, content; and old men sleeping; And wet strong ploughlands, scarred for certain grain; And babes that weep, and so forget their weeping; And the young heavens, forgetful after rain; And evening hush, broken by homing wings; And Song's nobility, and Wisdom holy, That live, we dead. I would think of a thousand things, Lovely and lovable, and taste them slowly, One after one, like tasting a sweet food. I have need to busy my heart with quietude.

—Rupert Brooke

Rain by Vincent van Gogh

#vincent van gogh #yeduda pen #pierre bonnard #rupert brooke #edward thomas #george meredith #literature #poetry #light academia #dark academia #classic #inspiration #books & libraries #classic academia

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oscarwetnwilde · 5 months

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James Wilby + Historical Portrayals: .2nd Lt. Siegfried Lorraine Sassoon (Regeneration) .King George VI (Bertie & Elizabeth) .George Boscawen, 3rd Viscount Falmouth (Poldark) .Bruce Ismay (Titanic) .Ofonius Tigellinus (Ancient Rome: The Rise and Fall of an Empire: Nero) .Edward Russell Thomas (De-Lovely) .John Denby Wheater (The Great Train Robbery) .Brendan Bracken (Churchill's Secret) .Lord Howard Staunton (The Chess Game/La Partie d'echecs) .Herbert Spencer (George Eliot: A Scandalous Life) .Leofric, Earl of Mercia (Lady Godiva) .Judge Carl Aarvold (The Duke) .Charles Lightoller (Words Of The Titanic) .Helmuth James von Moltke (Witness Against Hitler) .Lord Louis Mountbatten (The Last Days of The Raj)

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ladychandraofthemoone · 6 months

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GUESS WHO FINALLY FINISHED THIS?! Granted it was a like week ago but still counts 🚂

Edward Thomas/Peter Sam with Talyllyn coaches for my first school project which I’ve finally finished made them from a chair.(my friend thought he was a cake at first XD.)

Close up of him.💚💚 Bonus from my local school cafe.

#ttte #ttte peter sam #peter sam #edward thomas #corris railway #corris #ttte stuart #my art #my artwork #my art <3 #my art stuff #imma be presenting this to my late night class critic I hope they like it only painted one side #it’s very flat not 3d but I’ve tried the painting was hard but I got the hang of it would’ve done midlander but I ran out of wood #might add the other locos in my third project

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rherlotshadow · 1 year

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'Some one of those little gods of the earth has kept it safe - one of those little and less than omnipotent gods who, neglecting all but their own realms, enjoy the earth in narrow ways, delighting to make small things fair, such as a group of trees, a single field, a pure pool of sedge and bright water...' Edward Thomas.

#trees #woodland #april #edward thomas #little gods

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hartage · 1 month

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ok but im always thinking abt when the talyllyn has 'peter sam' visiting and sodor having 'edward thomas' visiting and now i just want to draw all of them being @ edward thomas like "WHO ARE YOU?"

#ttte #hartrambles #peter sam #edward thomas #talyllyn railway #skarloey railway

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alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry · 2 months

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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.

Adlestrop by Edward Thomas

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funeral · 2 years

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Edward Thomas, Roads

#poetry #edward thomas

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garadinervi · 1 year

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Dylan Thomas Reads A Personal Anthology, TC 1294, Caedmon, 1968 [Craig Moerer Records By Mail]. Cover Art: A pencil sketch of Dylan Thomas by Soss Melik done in 1952 while Thomas was staying at Chelsea Hotel in New York. Cover Design by Oraston Brooks-EL

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russellmoreton · 4 months

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DSC_0585 Covehithe : Walking/Thinking/Physical Entanglements in the Landscape by Russell Moreton Via Flickr: russellmoreton.blogspot.co.uk/ Walking into Emergent Landscapes : Covehithe Beach The OLD WAYS, a JOURNEY ON FOOT, Robert Macfarlane “ Walking was a means of personal myth-making, but it also shaped his everyday longings: Edward Thomas not only thought on paths and of them, but also with them.” “To Thomas, paths connected real places but they also led out-wards to metaphysics, backwards to history and inward to the self. These traverses- between the conceptual, the spectral and the personal-occur often without signage in his writing, and are among its most characteristic events. He imagined himself in topographical terms.”

#walking #sea #Edward Thomas #topographical #paths #Robert Macfarlane #landscape #beach #russell moreton #visual fine art #spatial practice #research creation #ecology of experience #useless flickr uploader #flickr

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peaceofheartt · 7 months

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Adlestrop, Edward Thomas

#poetry #poems #op #edward thomas

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lioninsunheart · 2 years

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“To-day I think Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot's seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that rise When the spade wounds the root of tree, Rose, currant, raspberry, or goutweed, Rhubarb or celery; The smoke's smell, too, Flowing from where a bonfire burns The dead, the waste, the dangerous, And all to sweetness turns. It is enough To smell, to crumble the dark earth, While the robin sings over again Sad songs of Autumn mirth." - A poem called DIGGING.” ― Edward Thomas, Collected Poems

#edward thomas #autumn vibes

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lionofchaeronea · 2 years

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Currently reading the Selected Poems and Prose of one of the most underappreciated poets ever to write in English, Edward Thomas (1878-1917). Because he was killed in action fighting in France, Thomas is sometimes grouped with the "war poets" (Wilfred Owen, Siegfried Sassoon, Rupert Brooke, etc.), but he was much more than that -- one of the truly great chroniclers of the beauty and mystery of the English countryside, as well as a consummate master of form on par with Yeats and Thomas Hardy. His untimely death is perhaps the greatest of the myriad tragedies that the First World War inflicted on English literature.

#personal #current reading #poetry #Edward Thomas

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ladychandraofthemoone · 7 months

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Some Edward Thomas for what I like to call “dismantling a wooden chair and making it into something new” project

Drew them on the seat of the chair and sawed them off. Did I accidentally break two saws Yes yes I did. But they were accidents so shhhhh?

Did Talyllyn No. 2 Coaches for Edward Thomas to trail behind (I’m not good with size lmao and sorry to my classmate I accidentally took a pic of his hands)

Bonus: Peter Sam from one of the basis I made cause I couldn’t help myself XD.

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