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Sing, Poet, ’tis a merry world;
/ That cottage smoke is rolled and curled
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Sing, Poet, ’tis a merry world;
/ That cottage smoke is rolled and curled
/ …
Leaves turn sere and there are bings
/ from networks stretching in through the window:
/ you could tiptoe now among the stubby thumbs…
A Far Cool Beautiful Thing, Vanishing
/ blue
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/ The Dear Green Plaice
/ Glasgow
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/ Homage to Zukofsky
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With a ragged diamond
/ of shattered plate-glass
/ a young man and his girl
/ are falling backwards into a shop-window.
/ The young man’s face
/ is bristling…
Molly Pin Li McLaren,
/ come home and look
/ at the pictures in your brand-new book –
/ a tree, a bird, a fish, a…
Glasgow, you look beatific in blue
/ and I’ve a Saturday before me
/ for galleries and poems,
/ a house full of Haydn,
/ and beneath my…
It was so fine we lingered there for hours.
/ The long broad streets shone strongly after rain.
/ Sunset blinded the tremble of…
/ Red neon burns
/ on brickwork: Tyres & Exhausts.
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/ As if we didn’t know.
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/ The hunt’s livener
/ outside the Tontine.
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/ A trail of port in the…
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