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Twenty Four Years
Twenty-four years remind the tears of my eyes.(Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave in labour.)In the groin of the natural doorway I..
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Do You Not Father Me
Do you not father me, nor the erected armFor my tall tower's sake cast in her stone?Do you not mother me, nor, as I am,The lovers' house, lie..
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To-Day, This Insect
To-day, this insect, and the world I breathe,Now that my symbols have outelbowed space,Time at the city spectacles, and halfThe dear, daft time I..
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January 1939
Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to sufferThe supper..
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My World Is Pyramid
IHalf of the fellow father as he doublesHis sea-sucked Adam in the hollow hulk,Half of the fellow mother as she dabblesTo-morrow's diver in her horny..
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When All My Five And Country Senses See
When all my five and country senses see,The fingers will forget green thumbs and markHow, through the halfmoon's vegetable eye,Husk of young stars..
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The Seed-At-Zero
The seed-at-zero shall not stormThat town of ghosts, the trodden womb,With her rampart to his tapping,No god-in-hero tumble downLike a tower on the..
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Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed
Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the woundIn the throat, burning and turning. All night afloatOn the silent sea we have heard the soundThat..
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I Have Longed To Move Away
I have longed to move awayFrom the hissing of the spent lieAnd the old terrors' continual cryGrowing more terrible as the dayGoes over the hill into..
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I See The Boys Of Summer
II see the boys of summer in their ruinLay the gold tithings barren,Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;Theire in their heat the winter..
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A Saint About To Fall
A saint about to fall,The stained flats of heaven hit and razedTo the kissed kite hems of his shawl,On the last street wave praisedThe unwinding..
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Grief Thief Of Time
Grief thief of time crawls off,The moon-drawn grave, with the seafaring years,The knave of pain steals offThe sea-halved faith that blew time to his..
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Where Once The Waters Of Your Face
Where once the waters of your faceSpun to my screws, your dry ghost blows,The dead turns up its eye;Where once the mermen through your icePushed up..
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When Once The Twilight Locks No Longer
When once the twilight locks no longerLocked in the long worm of my fingerNor damned the sea that sped about my fist,The mouth of time sucked, like a..
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Foster The Light
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon,Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone,But strip the twelve-winded marrow from his circle;Master..
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I, In My Intricate Image
II, in my intricate image, stride on two levels,Forged in man's minerals, the brassy oratorLaying my ghost in metal,The scales of this twin world..
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My Hero Bares His Nerves
My hero bares his nerves along my wristThat rules from wrist to shoulder,Unpacks the head that, like a sleepy ghost,Leans on my mortal ruler,The..
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I Fellowed Sleep
I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,Shifting to light, turned on me like a moon.So..
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There Was A Saviour
There was a saviourRarer than radium,Commoner than water, crueller than truth;Children kept from the sunAssembled at his tongueTo hear the golden..
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I Dreamed My Genesis
I dreamed my genesis in sweat of sleep, breakingThrough the rotating shell, strongAs motor muscle on the drill, drivingThrough vision and the..
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The Hand That Signed The Paper
The hand that signed the paper felled a city;Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath,Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country;These five kings..
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Was There A Time
Was there a time when dancers with their fiddlesIn children's circuses could stay their troubles?There was a time they could cry over books,But time..
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This Side Of The Truth
(for Llewelyn)This side of the truth,You may not see, my son,King of your blue eyesIn the blinding country of youth,That all is undone,Under the..
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O Make Me A Mask
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spiesOf the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled clawsRape and rebellion in the nurseries of my..
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Being But Men
Being but men, we walked into the treesAfraid, letting our syllables be softFor fear of waking the rooks,For fear of comingNoiselessly into a world..
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