Selected PoemsAlison Hodge, 1990 - 71 Seiten |
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... turning of the tide . A planted berberis sheds Its berries on the ground ; From the windlass and the well No movement ever , and no sound . The pretty panes are broken , Blackberries ripen on the wall : Peer in through the windows ...
... turning of the tide . A planted berberis sheds Its berries on the ground ; From the windlass and the well No movement ever , and no sound . The pretty panes are broken , Blackberries ripen on the wall : Peer in through the windows ...
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... Turning round I see your window Wide - open , cool and summery ; Beneath the sill wistaria droops , Hanging like vines of Italy . The window opens a dead mouth Into the darkness of a tomb : How well I knew in former years Its green and ...
... Turning round I see your window Wide - open , cool and summery ; Beneath the sill wistaria droops , Hanging like vines of Italy . The window opens a dead mouth Into the darkness of a tomb : How well I knew in former years Its green and ...
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... Turning he saw the harvest moon would fill The bowl of the bay , brimming with luminous gold . Perfection of the scene would stir the sense Strangely with unease - wherefore , and why ? He stood at the gate , the threshold of mystery ...
... Turning he saw the harvest moon would fill The bowl of the bay , brimming with luminous gold . Perfection of the scene would stir the sense Strangely with unease - wherefore , and why ? He stood at the gate , the threshold of mystery ...
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afternoon altar begin bell Beneath birds blue Calling chapel child church clear closed comes cross dark dead death dream early eyes face faithful falls familiar fate father field figure flowers former garden goes gold grave grow old hand head hear heart Hill hour human Italy keep knew laid late leaves light lives look lost March memory MICHIGAN mind moment monuments morning mother mountain moving never night once parish pass path play quiet rain remember rest road round ruin runs scene scent secret shadow silent singing sleep Souls sound spring stand stone stood strange stranger Suddenly summer Sunday things thoughts Three trees Trenarren Turning voice waiting walk wall wind window winter woods young