Movement of Bodies (Henry Reed Poems)
Those of you that have got through the rest, I am going to rapidlyDevote a little time to showing you, ...
Those of you that have got through the rest, I am going to rapidlyDevote a little time to showing you, ...
I ran into an old time sailor, up on Market Street;We had a cup of coffee, his last name was ...
for Doug LangThey came here first in a car shaped like a heartand now they depart as brilliant jazz musicians.They ...
He loom' so cagey he say 'Leema beans'and measured his intake to the atmosphereof that fairly stable country.His ear hurt. ...
An old woman rubs her eyesAs though she were stroking children back to life.A slender Jewish boy whose foreheadIs tall, ...
Now in the fright of change when bombed towns vanishIn fountains of debrisWe say to the stranger coming across the ...
A lile wind kindly blaws to-day;They're takin' Dick, fra' ower t' way,To Dallow. Dick 'ud be reet fainTo rest theer, ...
T' ground rises brantly to nor'-east,Wi' t' walls zigzaggin' ower t' intake-T' walls 'at wur builded first by t' Danes,Girt ...
Ah's coomin' back fra' furrin parts,An', Aa! Ah's varra fainTo sec my lahl steean hooseIn Wensleydale again.It's grand to finnd ...
I'SE coomin' back fra' furrin parts,An', Aa! I'se varra fainTo see my lile steean hooseIn Wensleydale again.It's grand to finnd ...
There's a dance to-night at the Institute.For the young men there I don't care a hoot;They look like pups with ...
IT'S nobbut a year Sin' Ruth Moore wur ridin'To tops by t'intake Wheer fox-cubs wur hidin';It's nobbut a year Sin ...
No matter wheer thoo wander,Be't North, South, East or West,In hot lands or in cool lands,Thi heart will find no ...
THERE isn't a tree to be seen fra' wheer I am writin',There isn't a beck to be heard or sang ...
LULLA, O Lullaby,Doy, my ain doy,Trees nod goodneetAn' lile birds sleep,Dad's on t' intakeFoldin' his sheep.Whisht, lile boy!Lulla, O Lullaby,Doy, ...
yon bird of Mrs. Buffey's singsAs if he'd see a hundred springs;When snow lies deep on t' road to t' ...
UP on Yorla intake,Lookin' doon thoo seesLang blue back of Hamble HillAboon wind-crooked trees;Round thee lapwings call;Black-faced moorland flocksShelter nigh ...
All this was written on the next day's list. On which the busyness unfurled its cursive roots, pale but effective, ...
When I spread out my hand here today, I catch no more than a ray To feel of between thumb ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
He loom' so cagey he say 'Leema beans' and measured his intake to the atmosphere of that fairly stable country. ...
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