I thought it would last my time—
The sense that, beyond the town,
There would always be fields and f
Where the village louts could clim
Such trees as were not cut down;

Lambs that learn to walk in snow
When their bleating clouds the air
Meet a vast unwelcome, know
Nothing but a sunless glare.
Newly stumbling to and fro

Come To Sunny Prestatyn
Laughed the girl on the poster,
Kneeling up on the sand
In tautened white satin.
Behind her, a hunk of coast, a

Marrying left yor maiden name disu
Its five light sounds no longer me
Your voice, and all your variants
For since you were so thankfully c
By law with someone else, you cann

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

I feared these present years,
The middle twenties,
When deftness disappears,
And each event is
Freighted with a source—encrusting

That note you hold, narrowing and
Like New Orleans reflected on the
And in all ears appropriate falseh
Building for some a legendary Qua
Of balconies, flower—baskets and q

At one the wind rose,
And with it the noise
Of the black poplars.
Long since had the living
By a thin twine

Words as plain as hen—birds’ wings
Do not lie,
Do not over—broider things —
Are too shy.
Thoughts that shuffle round like p

The wind blew all my wedding—day,
And my wedding—night was the night
And a stable door was banging, aga
That he must go and shut it, leavi
Stupid in candlelight, hearing rai