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What Greater Miracle
What Greater Miracle The miracle of Spring will never cease To stimulate heart-felt imaginings!. From barren-seeming rock and soil the trees (By warmth of vernal days new-energised And strong attraction from their budding leaves’ And flowers’ needs), dredging vital ichor Up roots and fine […]
Quantum Theory
Quantum Theory (After reading Other Worlds by Paul Davies) My mind seems cosmologically large Because all things I see — or touch, or hear, Or merely sense — become absorbed by me. The world, its […]
Under the Ice
Under the Ice Reputedly, Antarctica is rich in oils And minerals of every kind, sufficient spoils To whet our appetites in raw material For industries. Already rise political Disputes over the […]
The Fresh Green Leaves
The Fresh Green Leaves The fresh green leaves of Spring once more declare To wintered hearts that all life’s bitter woes Are transient; that warmer tomorrows Will come to melt iced hopes snowed under care. Blossoms in tree and bush, flowers in field And hedgerow, are bright […]
Broom
Broom Small pale-leaved bush, besprent With dark, sulphureous flowers Tinged faintly red; It looks as though someone Has pricked your gorsy blooms And made them bleed Plantagenetical!.
Irish Guards
Irish Guards (Coolmela) In countless ranks about my house — In uniforms of shadowed black Or sunlit green, or arid tones Of brittle brown — my tall guards stand. No eye can take in at one view All of their Companies formed up In ordered squares along […]
All the Year is Spring!
All the Year is Spring! Jubilant birds serenaded the trees, Carolling joyfully; Telling the world, on the wings of the breeze, The wonderful story of Spring. But sadly I sat, against an oak tree, […]
Coal
Coal It came from the depths of Earth, Hewn forth by men’s rude skills. Now it flames within my hearth And heavenwards distils. Long ago it was […]
Easter Saturday
Easter Saturday And gladly now approaches Easter fair, Robed chastely in the purest lambs-wool sheen. On each spring-wakened bush- and tree-bough there Grow heavenwards new tender leaf-buds green; While gentle, fragrant grass-blades, tipped with dew, Fringe rippling ponds reflecting clear sunlight: Fresh Spring is everywhere to charm the view. […]
The Call of the Weather
The Call of the Weather The weather is calling me, calling me, Calling me; The weather is calling me strongly tonight!. The winds are rough-beating And rains are down-sheeting, but oh, they are calling me loudly tonight!. Why are they calling me, […]