Green sea-tarnished copper And sea-tarnished gold Of cupolas. Sea-runnelled streets Channelled by salt air

We are a people living in shells a… Crablike; reticent, awkward, deepl… Watching the world from a corner o… Afraid lest someone show that he h… Afraid lest someone weep in the ra…

Stairs fly as straight as hawks; Or else in spirals, curve out of c… At a ledge to poise their wings be… Stairs sway at the height of their… Like a melody in Tristan;

I, after difficult entry through m… And stumbling childhood (hitting m… I, intricate, easily unshipped, un… Cut off in my communications; stam… A dialect shared by you, but not y…

We being so hidden from those who Have quietly borne and fed us, How can we answer civilly Their innocent invitations? How can we say “we see you

I am the unnoticed, the unnoticabl… The man who sat on your right in t… The man who looked through like a… The man who was the colour of the… Morning pipe smoke.

When you are slightly drunk Things are so close, so friendly. The road asks to be walked upon, The road rewards you for walking With firm upward contact answering…

The birch tree in winter Leaning over the secret pool Is Narcissus in love With the slight white branches, The slim trunk,

To walk as you walk, green eye, sm… Even ostentatiously alone but simp… Alone... arching the back in court… Gathering the body as a dancer bef… Audience, treading earth scantly -…

Serrations of chimneys Stone-black perforate Velvet-black dark. A tree coils in core of darkness. My swinging

This is not Love, perhaps, Love that lays down its life, that many waters cannot quench, nor the floods drown, But something written in lighter i…

One day people will touch and talk… And loving be natural as breathing… And people will untie themselves,… Unfold and yawn and stretch and sp… Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed return…

Architects plant their imagination… Clamp them to the skidding rim of… Leave more than the painter’s or p… Can build their chrysalis round th… They see through stone, they cage…

Wouldn’t you say, Wouldn’t you say: one day, With a little more time or a littl… Disentangle for separate, delibera… One of the moment’s hundred strand…

The tube lift mounts, sap in a stem, And blossoms its load, a black, untidy rose. The fountain of the escalator