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Darryl Friesen
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From “Couplets” (Christmas 1916)
That we may mark with wonder and chaste dread
At hour of noon, when, with our limbs outspread,
Lazily in the whispering grass we lie
To gaze our full upon the windy sky
Far, far away, and kindly, friend with friend.
To talk the old, old talk that has no end,
Roaming without a name, without a chart
The unknown garden of another’s heart.
❤️❤️❤️
— Dec 02, 2025 06:48AM
That we may mark with wonder and chaste dread
At hour of noon, when, with our limbs outspread,
Lazily in the whispering grass we lie
To gaze our full upon the windy sky
Far, far away, and kindly, friend with friend.
To talk the old, old talk that has no end,
Roaming without a name, without a chart
The unknown garden of another’s heart.
❤️❤️❤️
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Darryl Friesen
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Finished Part II of this collection, up to the end of 1919, which is mostly made up of poems from WWI, including the published collection, “Spirits in Bondage”. Unrelentingly dark and despairing, with only moments and glimmers of brilliance and hope scattered throughout. But beautiful, beautiful writing.
— Dec 23, 2025 08:07AM
Darryl Friesen
is on page 104 of 485
“The Ass” (pub. 1919) is wonderful!
“Atoms dead could never thus
Stir the human heart of us
Unless the beauty that we see
The veil of endless beauty be,
Filled full of spirits that have trod
Far hence along the heavenly sod
And seen the bright footprints of God.”
~from “Song” (May 1918)
— Dec 19, 2025 06:59AM
“Atoms dead could never thus
Stir the human heart of us
Unless the beauty that we see
The veil of endless beauty be,
Filled full of spirits that have trod
Far hence along the heavenly sod
And seen the bright footprints of God.”
~from “Song” (May 1918)
