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August 4, 2015. Between plunging valleys, on a bareback of hill. Men in bunting colours. Bounced, and their blown ball bounced. The blown ball jumped, and the merry-coloured men. Spouted like water to head it. The ball blew away downwind. The rubbery men bounced after it. The ball jumped up and out and hung in the wind. Over a gulf of treetops. Then they all shouted together, and the blown ball blew back. Winds from fiery holes in heaven. Piled the hills darkening around them. Banks of a Canal. The coolt...

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August 4, 2015. Between plunging valleys, on a bareback of hill. Men in bunting colours. Bounced, and their blown ball bounced. The blown ball jumped, and the merry-coloured men. Spouted like water to head it. The ball blew away downwind. The rubbery men bounced after it. The ball jumped up and out and hung in the wind. Over a gulf of treetops. Then they all shouted together, and the blown ball blew back. Winds from fiery holes in heaven. Piled the hills darkening around them. Banks of a Canal. The coolt...

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August 4, 2015. Between plunging valleys, on a bareback of hill. Men in bunting colours. Bounced, and their blown ball bounced. The blown ball jumped, and the merry-coloured men. Spouted like water to head it. The ball blew away downwind. The rubbery men bounced after it. The ball jumped up and out and hung in the wind. Over a gulf of treetops. Then they all shouted together, and the blown ball blew back. Winds from fiery holes in heaven. Piled the hills darkening around them. Banks of a Canal. The coolt...

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The Golden Road to Samarkand. July 14, 2015. THE GOLDEN JOURNEY TO SAMARKAND PROLOGUE. We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage. And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die,. We Poets of the proud old lineage. Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why, –. What shall we tell you? Tales, marvellous tales. Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest,. Where nevermore the rose of sunset pales,. And winds and shadows fall towards the West:. And there the world’s first huge white-bearded kings.

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September 17, 2014. Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain. Of energy, but thought and sight remain:. Enhanced, in fact. When did you ever see. So much sweet beauty as when fine rain falls. On that small tree. And saturates your brick back garden walls,. So many Amber Rooms and mirror halls? Ever more lavish as the dusk descends. This glistening illuminates the air. Whenever the rain comes it will be there,.

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September 17, 2014. Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain. Of energy, but thought and sight remain:. Enhanced, in fact. When did you ever see. So much sweet beauty as when fine rain falls. On that small tree. And saturates your brick back garden walls,. So many Amber Rooms and mirror halls? Ever more lavish as the dusk descends. This glistening illuminates the air. Whenever the rain comes it will be there,.

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Category Archives: Northern Irish. Banks of a Canal. July 30, 2015. Say ‘canal’ and there’s that final vowel. Towing silence with it, slowing time. To a walking pace, a path, a whitewashed gleam. Of dwellings at the skyline. World stands still. The stunted concrete mocks the classical. Water says, ‘My place here is in dream,. In quiet good standing. Like a sleeping stream,. Come rain or sullen shine I’m peaceable.’. Stretched to the horizon, placid ploughland,. The sky not truly bright or overcast:.

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April 1, 2016. I have met them at close of day. Coming with vivid faces. From counter or desk among grey. I have passed with a nod of the head. Or polite meaningless words,. Or have lingered awhile and said. Polite meaningless words,. And thought before I had done. Of a mocking tale or a gibe. To please a companion. Around the fire at the club,. Being certain that they and I. But lived where motley is worn:. All changed, changed utterly:. A terrible beauty is born. That woman’s days were spent. And a hor...

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