from: Black Combe White (Norman Nicholson Poems)
Sixty mile back,Edging the ooze of the estuary mosses - sheepOne side on fire from the level sun; hedgesClinkering ginger; ...
Sixty mile back,Edging the ooze of the estuary mosses - sheepOne side on fire from the level sun; hedgesClinkering ginger; ...
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
Each morning as I catch my bus, A-fearing I'll be late, I think: there are in all of us Two ...
When I was with a Shakespeare show I played the part of Guildenstern, Or Rosenkrantz - at least I know ...
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