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Adolescence

By landscape reminded once of his mother’s figure The mountain heights he remembers get bigger and bigger: With the finest of mapping pens he fondly traces All the family names on the familiar places. In a green pasture straying, he…

A Curse

Dark was that day when Diesel Conceived his grim engine that Begot you, vile invention More vicious, more criminal Than the camera even Metallic monstrosity Bale and bane of our Culture Chief woe of our Commonweal How dare the Law…

A Bad Night

In his dream zealous To attain his home, But ensorcelling powers Have contorted space, Odded the way: Instead of a facile Five-minute trot, Far must he hirple, Clumsied by cold, Buffeted often By blouts of hail Or pirries of rain, On…

First Things First

Woken, I lay in the arms of my own warmth and listened To a storm enjoying its storminess in the winter dark Till my ear, as it can when half-asleep or half-sober, Set to work to unscramble that interjectory uproar, Construing its airy vowels and…

Who’s Who

A shilling life will give you all the facts: How Father beat him, how he ran away, What were the struggles of his youth, what acts Made him the greatest figure of his day; Of how he fought, fished, hunted,…

We’re Late

Clocks cannot tell our time of day For what event to pray Because we have no time, because We have no time until We know what time we fill, Why time is other than time was. Nor can our question…

We Too Had Known Golden Hours

We, too, had known golden hours When body and soul were in tune, Had danced with our true loves By the light of a full moon, And sat with the wise and good As tongues grew witty and gay Over…

Warm are the Still and Lucky Miles

Warm are the still and lucky miles, White shores of longing stretch away, A light of recognition fills The whole great day, and bright The tiny world of lovers’ arms. Silence invades the breathing wood Where drowsy limbs a treasure…

Voltaire At Ferney

Almost happy now, he looked at his estate. An exile making watches glanced up as he passed, And went on working; where a hospital was rising fast A joiner touched his cap; an agent came to tell Some of the…

Villanelle

Time can say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you, I would let you know. If we should weep when clowns put on their show, If we…