3 Sonnets for Migrants (Kendrick Smithyman Poems)
1Stiff work for hands or will, they drovetheir brig southward. Science asked them assignplanet and land-mass place where none was ...
1Stiff work for hands or will, they drovetheir brig southward. Science asked them assignplanet and land-mass place where none was ...
Like flies about their ceiling aircraft haulover the cloudcap, your far sight outclimb. Thin air, compacted, trails them white whose belling engines ...
Lady, when the first swan professedher main concern it was dignityshe named. Three elements compassedin one nature a boded purityimprobable. No ...
Say prickly pears had roots which found out water,had branches bursting out in sulphur flame.Wanderers traipsing from a cracked sierramunched ...
Direct your glass towards the frigates.The clock's hands are stayed this quarter-hour.You have one more skull to caressBefore the routing ...
Walk past those houses on a Sunday morningwhere pianos stumble in front rooms,mechanics freed from tools take shearsto clip their ...
Reasonable, strange: think, that must be the case for you if vows exchange truth and ardour. Pulses chasewhen discretions blow as winds headwest ...
Cockcrow's chalky virtue, a swanscales up and over willows,thrashing her misty pool. No one hollosher decamping, sluggish as though only ...
Pump the old harmonium in a back room.The kettle's on for tea at four o'clock.A man's to get born, who'll ...
Nine days gone, darling, tellingrudely my living off while gulls spillingdownwind their aimless prideor blackfish tamed by the beachsense something ...
Southerly, mercantile, fatheredby unlikely giants, bawling fit horrorsat any addled Dutchman scoutingsanguine empire, this coast stipulatedbones, ground them in shoals, teeming ...
Sequins, their shadings, spark Atlantis lostwhere morning bloom falters. Out and awayto make carnival on a murderous coastgulls crisscross distance. ...
No gallant blade I swingkeen to rip the air.Wise guy, alone, I singpetition, praise, and prayer -evening birds are whimpering Do not ...
Sea mist, a skyful of breakers landward.Colonists deliberate a contended shore.Petrel beat between headlands where no moreNamed dangers stand on ...
Last the Dakotas clawing a wet sky,skidding through cloudbase. Touchdown, and then spent.What are you worthy, or your land? Replysails ...
Across your deadwaterdistant is not so far.Ferry that shallow flat;one shore beyond makes cleara prospect, simple naturenot tricked out, just ...
Scud sprinted blind, rigging shrill aloftrumoured miles for kelson's haul or fellgale rang wicked an eighth bell their knellthey feared. ...
. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! and tosee how many of mine old acquaintance are dead!Silence: ...
Prodigal landscape scouted its three greatspecies down from skyfall, rigged centerpieceto rational memory, though remissin clouded winter. The members, spatulatefor ...
August struck out compellingbranches to crack, a tidal creekto babble mangrove leaf; came wheelingover tough headlands; bruised your mouth.Danger was ...
One outlives her sympathies, and onemust drowse by day because her nights refuseto let remembering stop. She as in stoneimprisoning ...
Emblem of us, gulls climbedacross channels stepped off by islands,into night taken, when returned?Sands cooled. Meanwhile hands went unshamedseeking another's ...
"A dream, perhaps. I bend,being welcome. Your small armsbring me near but what alarmsare waiting, my love, to prove?Tomorrow we ...
From folly, flight, dismayrelented, suddenly burstmy wintry liking out and getsa gloss to the crudded sky.Sun newly risen meetsrival a ...
A yellow-breasted birdheraldic on his rockdevised himself to give backdue light to an afternoon.Who from his posing tookstrength, as from ...
Sweetheart, our islandbetween two seas resistswave's battery and wind's.Air and ocean swear my lovehills are hiding in the rain.The commerce ...
Time, sweeping, desolatesyour best hours and your handstays, short of miracle. You needlook neither far nor hard - the State'sdrab ...
Slow flame, smouldering summer dayspread thin on clematis, on pine,a flower handled like drifted snow.Secret she crossed the afternoon,hiding in ...
Bring laurel here or bay,shake soft cloths for him dead.Send him well swathed to bedwith wholly reasonable clay.Laud him with ...
Put your man down somewherein a good lasting soil.Do not think, bitterly, theregoes the sum of love and toil.He was ...
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