‘out of poverty to begin again’ impoverished of tone of pose that common wealth

‘Whether, as the intensity of seei… I know, of course I know, I can e… Yet I am one of those who from no… Have made poetry To dream of that beach

Parked in the fields All night So many years ago, We saw A lake beside us

that smoke would remain the forever savage country poem’s light borrow… light of the landscape and one’s f…

Likely as not a ruined head gasket Spitting at every power stroke, if… Bearing knocking at the roots of t… A machine involved with itself, a… Hot lump of a machine

The householder issuing to the str… Is adrift a moment in that ice sti… Exterior. ‘Peninsula Low lying in the bay And wooded—’ Native now

Town, a town, But location Over which the sun as it comes to… Which cools, houses and lamp-posts… during the night, with the roads—

This Earth the king said Looking at the ground; This England. But we drive A Sunday paradise Of parkway, trees flow into trees…

Her arms around me—child— Around my head, hugging with her w… Whole arms as if I were a loved a… The apple in her hand—her apple an… and my nose pressed

I dreamed myself of their people,… I thought they watched me that I… that they watched the sun and the clouds for… are no longer mine image images

night—sky bird’s world to know to know in my life to know what I have said to myself the dark to escape in brilliant hi… of the night sky, finally

I remember a square of New York’s… Difficult to approach the water be… Swirling, covered with oil the shi… A steel wall: tons in the water, Width.

Veritas sequitur... In the small beauty of the forest The wild deer bedding down— That they are there! Their eyes