Sometimes the skirts I push throu… Spread circlewise, strong petalled… And look for the rapt moment of a… Like Buddha’s robe. And I, caught up out of the workr…

Into old rhyme The new words come but shyly. Here’s a brave man Who sings of commerce dryly. Swift-gliding cars

When I am articled The Law decrees I shall devote my time To stating fees And learning about Actions

You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine

Cherry plum blossom in an old tin… Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fa… With sun on it and little shadows… All in among the fragrant wonder t… Cherry plum blossom on the workroo…

Sometimes I think the happiest of… Is the blest moment of release fro… The world once more is all one’s o… Upon one’s own and not another’s p… And each poor heart imprisoned by…

I’d like to spend long hours at ho… With a small child to bother me. I’d take her out to see the shops And fuss about my husband’s tea. Instead of this I spend my days

O sweet and fair! These words are… O sweet and fair! A year ago I’ld… Some better words of praise Than sweet and fair. O sweet and fair, and weak, and mo…

I love to see Her looking up at me, Stretched on a bed In her pink dressing gown, Her arms above her head,

Standing on tiptoe, head back, eye… Upraised, Kate groped to reach th… Her sleeve slid up like darkness i… At gleam of dawn. Impatient with… For lack of inches, careless of he…

I went down to post a letter Through the garden, through the ga… All the lovely stars were shining As I went. They were free as I, unhappy

Today is rebels’ day. And yet we… All of us rebels, until day is don… And when the stars come out we cel… A revolution that’s not yet begun. Today is rebels’ day. And men in…

Each morning I pass on my way to… A clock in a tower And I look towards it with anxiou… To make sure of the hour. But the sun gets up at the back of…

I lie in the dark Grass beneath and you above me, Curved like the sky, Insistent that you love me. But the high stars

We climbed that hill, The road flushed red in pride At being beauty’s boundary. Eithe… Stretched beauty, beauty ever, bea… For on the left