The mower stalled, twice; kneeling
A hedgehog jammed up against the b
Killed. It had been in the long g
I had seen it before, and even fed
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive

When she came on, you couldn’t kee
Fighting your way up through the o
Tup—heavy bumpkin, you confused yo
Fell in the drum —how we went ha h
But once you gained her side and s

Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours

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,

Even so distant, I can taste the
Bitter and sharp with stalks, he m
The sun’s occasional print, the br
Worry of wheels along the street o
Where bridal London bows the othe

Choice of you shuts up that peacoc
The future was, in which temptingl
All that elaborative nature can.
Matchless potential! but unlimited
Only so long as I elected nothing

‘Dockery was junior to you,
Wasn’t he?’ said the Dean. ‘His s
Death-suited, visitant, I nod. ‘A
You keep in touch with—’ Or remem
Black-gowned, unbreakfasted, and s

Boys dream of native girls who bri
Whatever they are,
As bribes to teach them how to exe
Sixteen sexual positions on the sa
This makes them join (the boys) th

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

Slowly the women file to where he
Upright in rimless glasses, silver
Dark suit, white collar. Stewards
Persuade them onwards to his voice
Within whose warm spring rain of l