Poems

Hold Hard the Ancient Minutes Hold hard, these ancient minutes in the cuckoo’s month, Under the lank, fourth folly on Glamorgan’s hill, As the green blooms […]

Holy Spring O Out of a bed of love When that immortal hospital made one more moove to soothe The curless counted body, And ruin and […]

How Shall My Animal How shall my animal Whose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull, Vessel of abscesses and exultation’s shell, Endure burial under […]

I Dreamed My Genesis I dreamed my genesis in sweat of sleep, breaking Through the rotating shell, strong As motor muscle on the drill, driving Through […]

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 […]

I Have Longed To Move Away I have longed to move away From the hissing of the spent lie And the old terrors’ continual cry Growing […]

I See the Boys of Summer I I see the boys of summer in their ruin Lay the gold tithings barren, Setting no store by harvest, […]

I, In My Intricate Image I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man’s minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost in […]

If I Were Tickled By the Rub of Love If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her […]

In My Craft or Sullen Art In my craft or sullen art Exercised in the still night When only the moon rages And the lovers lie […]