At Thurgarton Church (George Barker Poems)
To the memory of my fatherAt Thurgarton Church the sunburns the winter clouds overthe gaunt Danish stoneand thatched reeds that ...
To the memory of my fatherAt Thurgarton Church the sunburns the winter clouds overthe gaunt Danish stoneand thatched reeds that ...
The words are always asstrange and dead as thosefragments and oddments thatthe wave casts up on the shore:I stand in ...
1Meandering abroad in the Lincolnshire meadows dayDay and day a month perhaps, lying at night lonely,The early September evening administering ...
Not less light shall the gold and the green lieOn the cyclonic curl and diamonded eye, thanLove lay yesterday on ...
What is it you remember? - the summer morningsDown by the river at Richmond with a girl,And as you kissed, ...
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