Greater Love (by: Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)) Red lips are not so red As the stained stones kissed by the English dead. Kindness of wooed and wooer Seems shame to their love pure. continue reading
Road Also, The (by: Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)) The roads also have their wistful rest, When the weathercocks perch still and roost, And the town is quite like a candle-lit room - The streets also dream their dream. continue reading
