I saw three ships go sailing by,
Over the sea, the lifting sea,
And the wind rose in the morning s
And one was rigged for a long jour
The first ship turned towards the

About twenty years ago
Two girls came in where I worked—
A bosomy English rose
And her friend in specs I could t
Faces in those days sparked

The large cool store selling cheap
Set out in simple sizes plainly
(Knitwear, Summer Casuals, Hose,
In Browns and greys, maroons and
Conjures the weekday world of thos

There is an evening coming in
Across the fields, one never seen
That lights no lamps.
Silken it seems at a distance, yet
When it is drawn up over the knees

Like the train’s beat
Swift language flutters the lips
Of the Polish airgirl in the corn
The swinging and narrowing sun
Lights her eyelashes, shapes

At once whatever happened starts r
Panting, and back on board, we lin
With trousers ripped, light wallet
Yes, gone, thank God! Remembering
We toss for half the night, but fi

Love again: wanking at ten past th
(Surely he’s taken her home by now
The bedroom hot as a bakery,
The drink gone dead, without showi
To meet tomorrow, and afterwards,

Since the majority of me
Rejects the majority of you,
Debating ends forwith, and we
Divide. And sure of what to do
We disinfect new blocks of days

Delay, well, travellers must expec
Delay. For how long? No one seems
With all the luggage weighed, the
It can’t be long... We amble too
Sit in steel chairs, buy cigarette

You do not come dramatically, with
That rear up with my life between
And dash me butchered down beside
The horses panicking; nor as a cla
Clearly set out to warn what can b