Poems

In The Beginning

In The Beginning In the beginning was the three-pointed star, One smile of light across the empty face, One bough of bone across the rooting air, […]

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Incarnate Devil

Incarnate Devil Incarnate devil in a talking snake, The central plains of Asia in his garden, In shaping-time the circle stung awake, In shapes of sin […]

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January 1939

January 1939 Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires, Shall the blind horse sing sweeter? Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to suffer The supper […]

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Lament

Lament When I was a windy boy and a bit And the black spit of the chapel fold, (Sighed the old ram rod, dying of women), […]

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