Surprised there's been no adaptation made on Edward Thomas, yet another brilliant British gem thrown into the dusty forgotten shelf of the past. May he Rest in Peace.

Melcome Pay

Mr Hook Amen.

James Douglas

There was a play in the UK, Dark Earth Light Sky. I'd love to see a well made film on Edward Thomas and Robert Frost, but I'm sure they would mess it up.

Melcome Pay

6y↑8

Thank you for this sweet ,sweet, moment..... sublime. And perfectly matched music too.

Smyth Harris

The Lark Ascending by Vaughan Williams, superb.

bulleland

You're welcome :)

Merry May Ma

4y↑2

I remembered the first time I heard this poem was back in freshman year in high school, and at first I saw Adlestrop was a man and "farther" was "father". But what was the poem about? Birds, father and a man called Adlestrop? No. Later I realized it was about a now-abandoned train station where the author passed by in late June, 1914, right before the WW1. He was journaling at that moment, capturing what he saw at the station, but what he felt at the moments immortalized the station. "All the birds of Oxfordshire andGloucestershire" was my favorite line - it is exaggerated of course b/c no one can hear all birds sing at one time. But when one's heart is melodious, one can hear all birds sing. This poem also gives me a sense of time pause and leaves an impression of blankness in front of my eyes. I am seemingly able to feel I was the author, sitting beside a train window while the train paused and hissed on a summer's day. Someone cleared his throat but no one left the train and no one came on the train, which helps me envision the pause at that moment.
Then, I seem to see the name "Adlestrop" just like the author did, as well as the grass and flowers along with it. And as his eyes moved farther to the sky, it was misty and quiet until a black bird sang. Then, millions of birds sang along with it, making the poem so happy, so tranquil, and so sad*.
*before I knew the poem was written before WW1, the poem was melancholic to me; then today when I realize it is written before WW1, it is more melancholic to me.