In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport - by
Here, where the noises of the busy town, / The ocean’s plunge and roar can enter not, / We stand…
Here, where the noises of the busy town, / The ocean’s plunge and roar can enter not, / We stand…
Since the former priestess’s departure / a sea-change has taken place.
Me, an’ Jean, an’ the bairn;
/ The wee lad spierin’ an’ starin’;
/ Daunderin’ quiet an’ douce-like doun
/ The Menin road into Ypres toun.
/ ‘Did…
July 1919
/
/ Now we must go back again to the world
/ Full of grey ghosts and voices of men dying,
/ And in the…
She is getting good and ready to renounce
/ his sweet flesh.
/ Not just for lent. (For
/ Ever)
/ But meanwhile she is assembling the ingredients
/ for…
I forgot how Madras loves noise
/ Loves neighbours and pregnant women
/ And Gods and babies
/
/ And Brahmins who rise
/ Like fire hymns…
For the second time in fifty years
/ I come to the Marble Quarry.
/ Last time, a boy, I came with my father.
/ Now…
In the finished house a flame is brought to the hearth.
/ Then a table, between door and window
/ Where a…
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