Charm by Rupert Brooke is a beautifully written collection of poems that delve into themes of love, beauty, and mortality. Brooke's lyrical language and vivid imagery bring the poems to life, drawing readers into his emotional exploration of the human experience.

One of the standout aspects of Charm is Brooke's ability to capture the fleeting moments of beauty in everyday life. Whether describing a lover's smile or the changing colors of the sky at sunset, Brooke's poems are filled with a sense of wonder and awe at the world around him. His keen observations and deep sensitivity allow readers to see the world through his eyes, making even the most mundane moments feel magical and profound.

In addition to his exploration of beauty, Brooke also delves into themes of love and loss. His poems reflect on the complexities of relationships and the pain of separation, offering a raw and honest portrayal of the human heart. Through his words, Brooke conveys the bittersweet nature of love and the ways it can both uplift and devastate us.

Overall, Charm is a captivating collection that showcases Rupert Brooke’s talent as a poet. With its heartfelt themes and exquisite language, this book is sure to resonate with readers who appreciate poetry that is both poignant and thought-provoking. Highly recommended for poetry lovers looking for a collection that will leave a lasting impression.

Book Description:
To all who knew him, the man himself was at least as important as his work. "As to his talk" — I quote again from Mr. Somerset — "he was a spendthrift. I mean that he never saved anything up as those writer fellows so often do. He was quite inconsequent and just rippled on, but was always ready to attack a careless thinker. On the other hand, he was extremely tolerant of fools, even bad poets who are the worst kind of fools — or rather the hardest to bear — but that was kindness of heart." Of his personal appearance a good deal has been said. "One who knew him," writing in one of the daily papers, said that "to look at, he was part of the youth of the world. He was one of the handsomest Englishmen of his time. His moods seemed to be merely a disguise for the radiance of an early summer's day." (From Rupert Brooke: A Biographical Note by Margaret Lavington in THE COLLECTED POEMS OF RUPERT BROOKE, (from which this poem is taken.)