A Life: Collected Poems |
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Arctic Moon The fingers of the moon upon the frozen world Have caught the aloof heart in a net , Caught and enmeshed there is no longer hold Within this arctic region where life is not : The fine and subtle fingers of the night Seek out ...
Arctic Moon The fingers of the moon upon the frozen world Have caught the aloof heart in a net , Caught and enmeshed there is no longer hold Within this arctic region where life is not : The fine and subtle fingers of the night Seek out ...
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The Ash Tree Song I look at the moon And the moon looks at me Between the slender fingers Of the ash tree . I never knew how sad Sadness could be Until I saw the moon's fingers Through the ash tree . The homing rooks For the woods are ...
The Ash Tree Song I look at the moon And the moon looks at me Between the slender fingers Of the ash tree . I never knew how sad Sadness could be Until I saw the moon's fingers Through the ash tree . The homing rooks For the woods are ...
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Wavering frost - flowers of shadowy wind Weave up and down on the window - pane , The leafless fingers flicker across the lit lamp , The bare tree erects a feathery plume Against the Antarctic continent of cloud Rimmed by the light of ...
Wavering frost - flowers of shadowy wind Weave up and down on the window - pane , The leafless fingers flicker across the lit lamp , The bare tree erects a feathery plume Against the Antarctic continent of cloud Rimmed by the light of ...
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Preface | 1 |
The Shadows on the Glass | 7 |
Idea | 10 |
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