First World War Poetry Digital Archive

Cock-Crow

COCK-CROW by EDWARD THOMAS

Out of the wood of thoughts that grows by night To be cut down by the sharp axe of light,--- Out of the night, two cocks together crow, Cleaving the darkness with a silver blow: And bright before my eyes twin trumpeters stand, Heralds of splendour, one at either hand, Each facing each as in a coat of arms: The milkers lace their boots up at the farms.

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