Timothy Corsellis (1921–1941) was an English poet of World War II.

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  • Timothy Corsellis (1921–1941) was an English poet of World War II. (en)
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  • 1921-01-27 (xsd:date)
  • 1921-1-27
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  • Timothy John Manley Corsellis (en)
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  • 1941-10-10 (xsd:date)
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  • Corsellis in 1938
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  • British
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  • RAF trainee pilot, then Air Raid Warden
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  • And for the gifts that you can proffer Hope and love and power and pride Take from me all I can offer Weakness and some words beside.
  • Under this pile of fallen masonry Under those spillikins of beams Where number thirty two lies shattered There may be a body Dig For there may be a body. Distorted corpse once breathed slum air Lived in the grey dust where it died; Is it for this that bending we strived And fought in other’s blood and other’s sorrow To reach these wretched mangled remains? Is it for this that we ached in the darkness Not knowing that nearby Another house had fallen To the blast of that same bomb. Sweat fell, we were not the strong and young They were out training, preparing, We are the best of those remaining We are the mellow and the hardened And though our backs are hard of bending Under aloofness our souls bend rending The sorrow out of the bereaved father’s breast Tearing it out and holding it in our own hands Adopting it to our own bodies Caring for the children we had never seen Sometimes we pray to be hardened and callous But God turns a deaf ear And we know hate and sorrow, Intimately And we do not mind dying tomorrow.
  • I will not sing the song of others In other people’s words; I will not see the world of others Through other people’s eyes. But blue, far into space, I’ll hurl my judgment of the human race Upwards to the unassuming sky, Farther than any bird can fly.
  • When I was a civilian I hoped high Dreamt my future cartwheels in the sky Almost forgot to arm myself Against the boredom and the inefficiency The petty injustice and the everlasting grudges The sacrifice is greater than I ever expected.
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  • Oxford Crematorium
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  • from "Dawn after the raid"
  • from "It is not you, pale lonely star"
  • from "The gifts"
  • from "What I never saw"
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  • English World War II poet (en)
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  • Timothy Corsellis (1921–1941) was an English poet of World War II. (en)
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  • Timothy Corsellis (en)
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  • Timothy Corsellis (en)
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