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Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: marian2 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: May 25, 2003 02:31PM

A poetry book I just bought has a page missing, which has on it The Tyger (which I already know well ) and the beginning of the above poem. What I have (on the next page) is the last 2 verses:

Yet over all there sways
A web like those revealed by dawn and dew,
But not like those that break and let me through
Shivering the drops all ways.

Though I aliaght and swing
I never reach the things that tumble and crush,
And if I had such long large legs as a thrush
The web would tangle and cling.

Can anyone fill in the gap? I got title and author from the index, but googling didn't help.


Re: Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: Hugh Clary (---.MCLNVA23.covad.net)
Date: May 25, 2003 03:18PM


Nothing I could find. What is the name of the book?


Re: Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: marian2 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: May 25, 2003 04:27PM

The Way of Poetry by John Drinkwater circa 1919 (same one I mentioned in the Dymock poets thread) Suddenly discovered a page missing today.


Re: Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: lutral8 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: June 21, 2003 08:29PM

                                Netted Strawberries<br />


I am a willow-wren:
I twitter in the grass on the chimney-top;
The apples far below will never drop
Or turn quite bright, though when

The aimless wind is still
I stand upon the big ones and I peck
And find soft places,leaving spot and speck
When I have munched my fill.

Apples and plums I know
(Plums are dark weights and full of golden rain
That wets neck-feathers when I dip and strain,
And stickys each plumy row),

But past my well-kept trees
The quick small woman in her puffy gown,
That flutters as if its sleeves and skirts had grown
For flying and airy ease,

Has planted little bushes
Of large cool leaves that cover and shade and hide
Things redder than plums and with gold dimples pied,
Dropping on new-cut rushes.

At first I thought with spite
Such heady scent was only a flower's wide cup;
But flower-scents never made my throat close up,
And so I stood in my flight.

Yet over all there sways
A web like those revealed by dawn and dew,
But not like those that break and let me through
Shivering the drops all ways.


Re: Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: ilza (200.162.247.---)
Date: June 21, 2003 09:24PM

great find !

but what happened to the last verse ?


Re: Netted Strawberries by Gordon Bottomley
Posted by: lutral8 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: June 27, 2003 06:59PM

Sorry, I think we must have slightly different editions because I only have one verse on the next page and that is the last one quoted by Marian 2, beginning 'Though I alight and swing' . That completes the poem! L.




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