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In Difference

John Gallas Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF
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Two Voices

Elizabeth Jennings Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF

The Three

Between them came

Not pleasure from their love

But always, past their senses, her own dream

Of what she made him for herself would move

And each grew helpless wondering at that life.

And making love was not between these two

But her own making this, this image of

What he was not, would never grow,

So in their gestures each grew less to know

Where their minds met and what each had to love.

Two Voices

‘You are more than your thoughts’ he said

Watching her wandering away from him

In a landscape her own where she denied

Entry to any, kept a private dream

Where all love met rebuff, remained outside,

‘You are more than your love’ she replied

Watching him searching, how his eyes

And hands demanded to include

Her landscape where his loving was

Yet when he entered it it died.

And she beyond her thoughts he thought to hold

Made absolute in love. And he withdrawing

Behind his hope of love, she wished to build –

The seeker and the sought each one pursuing

Where each was, not in love, not in thought, held.

The Exchange

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Same Lady, Different Unicycle

Caki Wilkinson University of North Texas Press PDF
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Rossetti, Christina Carcanet Press Ltd. ePub

A voice said, ‘Follow, follow’: and I rose

    And followed far into the dreamy night,

    Turning my back upon the pleasant light.

It led me where the bluest water flows,

And would not let me drink: where the corn grows

    I dared not pause, but went uncheered by sight

    Or touch: until at length in evil plight

It left me, wearied out with many woes.

Some time I sat as one bereft of sense:

    But soon another voice from very far

        Called, ‘Follow, follow’: and I rose again.

    Now on my night has dawned a blessed star:

        Kind steady hands my sinking steps sustain,

And will not leave me till I shall go hence.

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To Go with a Present

Elizabeth Jennings Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF

Where a child lifts a wave, where one gull chose

Not an inland cluster but broken wing and claw.

Any voice is sharpened upon this air

And if the sky sagged there would be more than one star to spare.

To Go with a Present

I will risk threats of gazing at the most appetising

Mirrors and turning away with bleakness. I will gather more

As a geologist than a gardener, stones where fossils may be engraved

And give you the completest. This will last and though lacking

The bounty and exuberance of full Summer flowers

Be quiet as I wish, as I want these words to be. For gratitude

Is an honour conferred and requires always that subtle

Blend of the spontaneous with the studied. With all thanks

A present should go. You handed over more

Than a dedication. You gave me a portrait and a mood and I

Am amazed still at the authority of your perception, your gentleness.

A Little More

Each minute of a further light

Draws me towards perspective Spring.

I fold the minutes back each night,

I hear the gossiping

Of birds whose instinct carries time,

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For Elizabeth Bishop

Ward, David C. Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF
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End of Winter, 1976 (GU, 2/3/2)

Elizabeth Jennings Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF

It is the one the preyed upon darts at

The hunter when death’s sure. Oh yes, defiance

Follows you like your shadow, like defeat.

Christ Speaks to his Father of Homesickness

Father, you sent me forth, your only Son.

Your only Son is missing you. As man

He feels such homesickness, he is undone,

By tears, feels as a child. O Father, scan

Your universe and run –

I speak in human terms – to rescue me.

But I am God, am you. Father I know

That you miss me. Say, can it also be

That you feel suffering? O no, O no,

It’s not in agony

That we unite nor in the joys which men

Illustrate, make me wonder. Father, why

Are you remote? I am a man whom sin

Has never tainted. Must God be so high?

O shudder Godhead through your Son again

And wipe his child’s eye.

End of Winter

A sonnet

The Winter dawdles and the air is hard.

Sheathed are the buds. Leaves won’t unwrap today.

There is an air of nothing-to-discard,

Of holding in; the season won’t give way

And loose the clouds and let the blue ride in

(Sea over our heads, the sun a shore

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Elizabeth Jennings Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF
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Problems of Viewing

Elizabeth Jennings Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF

Problems of Viewing

I The Open Capital

Smoke rises and houses emerge

In geometric squares.

It is a question of how much the eye can hold

As it stares, impossibly filling

Its small space with a crowd, a street,

A distant hill;

And then the sky (that is another problem).

One thing is clear:

Only a little can be taken away,

The view will break but will not give itself wholly.

I am speaking of looking.

There is no emotion,

No choice clouded by desire

As, say, when one sees a glass of water.

Here is a city smudged with smoke,

Stirring towards noon.

To look is to make a simple decision.

No one persuades you.

It is, perhaps, peculiarly human

To gaze upon this and, uncontemplative,

Hoarding the view for a further occasion, turn

To something that needs your touch, your arbitration.

II The Unfolding

It was the way

The eye opened on to it,

And then how all

The other four astonished senses came

To its assistance.

Say that the Spring is late,

Say that we needed some attentive pause:

All these but add to a devoted Spring.

That flower is pushing through the earth, I see,

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Richard Carr University of North Texas Press PDF
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100 incitement?

Gallas, John Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF
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Hyperemesis Gravidarum

Rebecca Goss Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF
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John Gallas Carcanet Press Ltd. PDF

Perhaps say, sleeping in their dark corner, they looked like waterlilies, huge-opening in waves of slowness, their helpings kept beneath white lids, held fair for angel eating only in the dark.

Two sat lines of fat pots.

And great plates of hams and gammons, skin-popping, wax-shade meat puddings and buffy tarts all sugar-strung, great galumphs of guts and flesh – but there, across, the milk stayed immaculate and cold.

The Trained Trees

The mighty trained trees held out their long branches, where fruit belit its flesh and throng, like seeing red balloons in greenness burning in the buzzing funfair nights.

For twenty years, through winter hail, evening freeze and morning frost, they clung themselves on brickgaps, blockcracks, climbing roofwards, up and up.

And now they mass the walls with showy splash, and on the high pale gables, pears and apples plump, all proud, their ripe and purpled breasts.

The giant trunks, crazy-split, sweat gum; the roots mine to the nearest creeks, and the leaves gleam like bird-flap.

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Rossetti, Christina Carcanet Press Ltd. ePub

I looked for that which is not, nor can be,

    And hope deferred made my heart sick in truth:

    But years must pass before a hope of youth

        Is resigned utterly.

I watched and waited with a steadfast will:

    And though the object seemed to flee away

    That I so longed for, ever day by day

        I watched and waited still.

Sometimes I said: ‘This thing shall be no more;

    My expectation wearies and shall cease;

    I will resign it now and be at peace’:

        Yet never gave it o’er.

Sometimes I said: ‘It is an empty name

    I long for; to a name why should I give

    The peace of all the days I have to live?’–

        Yet gave it all the same.

Alas thou foolish one! alike unfit

    For healthy joy and salutary pain:

Thou knowest the chase useless, and again

        Turnest to follow it.

My happy happy dream is finished with,

    My dream in which alone I lived so long.

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Richard Carr University of North Texas Press PDF

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