Poems

Sometimes the Sky’s Too Bright Sometimes the sky’s too bright, Or has too many clouds or birds, And far away’s too sharp a sun To nourish […]

The Conversation Of Prayer The conversation of prayers about to be said By the child going to bed and the man on the stairs Who climbs […]

The Force that Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts […]

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 […]

The Seed-At-Zero The seed-at-zero shall not storm That town of ghosts, the trodden womb, With her rampart to his tapping, No god-in-hero tumble down Like a […]

Then Was My Neophyte Then was my neophyte, Child in white blood bent on its knees Under the bell of rocks, Ducked in the twelve, disciple […]

There Was A Saviour There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueller than truth; Children kept from the sun Assembled at his tongue […]

This Side Of The Truth (for Llewelyn) This side of the truth, You may not see, my son, King of your blue eyes In the blinding […]

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 half The […]

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 […]