«Stars raced headlong. Seaward headlands lathered. / Salt spray blinded. Eyes dried up their tears. / Darkness filled the bedrooms. Thoughts raced headlong. / To Sahara Sphinx turned patient ears. Candles guttered. Blood, it seemed, was frozen / In the huge Colossus. Lips at play / Swelled...»
«That year! How often “Out you fall!” / That old year's whisper at my window said. / The new year makes an end of all / And brings a Dickens Christmas tale instead. He murmurs: “Shake yourself, forget.” / Mercury rises with the sun outside, / Just as the old year strychnine set / ...»
«Dawn shakes the candle, shoots a flame / To light the wren and does not miss. / I search my memories and proclaim: / "May life be always fresh as this!” Like a shot dawn rang through the night. / Bang-bang it went. In swooning flight / The wads of bullets flame and hiss. / May life be...»
«So they begin. With two years gone / From nurse to countless tunes they scuttle. / They chirp and whistle. Then comes on / The third year, and they start to prattle. So they begin to see and know. / In din of started turbines roaring / Mother seems not their mother now. / And you not yo...»