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Islington

Here slow decay with creeping finger peels
The yellow plaster from the grimy walls,
Like leprous lichen, day by day which falls,
And, day by day, more rotting stone reveals!
Here are old mournful squares through which there steals
No cheerful music, or the heedless calls
Of laughing children; and the smoke, which crawls
Across the sky, the heavy silence seals!
 
Lean, blackened trees stretch up their withered boughs
Behind the rusty railings, prison-bound,
In vain they seek the summer sunlight's gold
In which their long-dead fathers used to drowse:
For pallid terraces lie far around,
In gloomy sadness ever growing old.
 
Ochey-les-Bains, 1917.
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Paul Bewsher

Born in England in 1894 Paul Bewsher first served during World War 1 in the Royal Naval Air Service from 1915 - 1918, he was shot down once during this period of service. He then moved into the Royal Air force from 1918 until 1919. He was awarded the Distinguished Sevices Cross. My poems (3)Titles list. more…

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