Geoffrey Hill Poems (19 Poems)
The Triumph of Love (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
I Sun-blazed, over Romsley, a livid rain-scarp. XIII Whose lives are hidden in God? Whose?Who can now tell what was taken, or where,or how, or whether it was received:how ditched, divested, clamped, sifted, over-laid, raked over, grassed over, spread around,rotted … Continue reading
An Apology for the Revival of Christian Architecture in England (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
the spiritual, Platonic old England .S. T. COLERIDGE, Anima Poetae ‘Your situation’, said Coningsby, looking up the green and silent valley, ‘is absolutely poetic.’‘I try sometimes to fancy’, said Mr Millbank, with a rather fierce smile, ‘that I am in … Continue reading
Funeral Music (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
William de la Pole, Duke of Suffolk: beheaded 1450John Tiptoft, Earl of Worcester: beheaded 1470Anthony Woodville, Earl Rivers: beheaded 1483 1 Processionals in the exemplary cave,Benediction of shadows. Pomfret. London.The voice fragrant with mannered humility,With an equable contempt for this … Continue reading
Mercian Hymns (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
I King of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the citadel at Tamworth, the summer hermitage in Holy Cross: guardian of the Welsh Bridge and the Iron Bridge: contractor … Continue reading
From “Odi Barbare” (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
XXIVWhat is far hence led to the den of making:Moves unlike wildfire; not so simple-happyPloughman hammers ploughshare his durum dentemDigging the Georgics Vision loads landscape; lauds Idoto MaterBearing up sacrally so graced with bodiesVoids the challenge how far from Igboland … Continue reading
Tenebrae (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
He was so tired that he was scarcely able to hear a note of the songs: he felt imprisoned in a cold region where his brain was numb and his spirit was isolated. 1 Requite this angel whoseflushed and thirsting … Continue reading
On Reading Crowds and Power (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
1 Cloven, we are incorporate, our woundssimple but mysterious. We havesome wherewithal to bide our time on earth.Endurance is fantastic; ambulancesbattling at intersections, the cityintolerably en f (Geoffrey Hill)
Picture of a Nativity (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
Sea-preserved, heaped with sea-spoils,Ribs, keels, coral sores,Detached faces, ephemeral oils,Discharged on the world’s outer shores, A dumb child-kingArrives at his right place; rests,Undisturbed, among slack serpents; beastsWith claws flesh-buttered. In the gathering Of bestial and common hardshipArtistic men appear to … Continue reading
On Seeing the Wind at Hope Mansell (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
Whether or not shadows are of the substancesuch is the expectation I canwait to surprise my vision as a windenters the valley: sudden and silentin its arrival, drawing to full crythe whorled invisibilities, glassen towersfreighted with sky-chaff; that, as barnstormingpowers, … Continue reading
In Piam Memoriam (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
1 Created purely from glass the saint stands,Exposing his gifted quite empty handsLike a conjurer about to begin,A righteous man begging of righteous men. 2 In the sun lily-and-gold-coloured,Filtering the cruder light, he has endured,A feature for our regard; and … Continue reading
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