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Let It Go
Let It Go
It is this deep blankness is the real thing strange.
The more things happen to you the more you can't
Tell or remember even what they were.
The contradictions cover such a range....

Aubade
Aubade
Hours before dawn we were woken by the quake.
My house was on a cliff. The thing could take
Bookloads off shelves, break bottles in a row.
Then the long pause and then the bigger shake....

Missing Dates
Missing Dates
Slowly the poison the whole blood stream fills.
It is not the effort nor the failure tires.
The waste remains, the waste remains and kills.
It is not your system or clear sight that...

A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London
Never until the mankind making
Bird beast and flower
Fathering and all humbling darkness
Tells with silence the last light breaking
And the still hour
Is come of the sea tumbling in...

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 abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for...

Winter Mask
Winter Mask
To the memory of W B Yeats
I
Towards nightfall when the wind
Tries the eaves and the casements
(A winter wind of the mind
Long gathering its will)
I lay the mind'...

Prayer Before Birth
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.
I am not yet born; console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall...

The Shield of Achilles
The Shield of Achilles
She looked over his shoulder
For vines and olive trees,
Marble well-governed cities
And ships upon untamed seas,
But there on the shining metal
His hands had...

How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix - an extract
I sprang to the saddle, and Joris, and he;
I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three;
'Speed' echoed the wall to us galloping through . . .
'Speed' echoed the . . .
Then the gate shut...

The Charge of the Light Brigade
1
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the...

The Immigrants
The Immigrants
They are allowed to inherit
the sidewalks involved as palmlines, bricks
exhausted and soft, the deep
lawnsmells, orchards whorled
to the land's contours, the inflected...