Almorness - by
The tide is sidling up to Almorness, / unmet by those returned now north & west / away from here.
seasons
Open the Door - by
Open the door for the auld year
/ It is the pairtin-time:
/ Open the door for the new year
/ And lat the bairn win…
R. S. Thomas - by
Förgäves ser han upp
/ mot den dödstysta hunger,
/ som kallas rymden; tål-
/ modigt betraktar han
/ vårens knoppar: de öppnas,
/ plötsliga skrik, som stelnar
/ till blomma. Det…
Dream Calendar - by
/ Red neon burns
/ on brickwork: Tyres & Exhausts.
/
/ As if we didn’t know.
/
/ The hunt’s livener
/ outside the Tontine.
/
/ A trail of port in the…
Shangtu - by
From The Journals of Marco Polo, I. 61
/
/ At Shangtu he keeps a stud :
/ ten thousand mares and geldings, all white…