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303 pages, Unknown Binding
First published January 1, 1962
Movement of stone within a woman's heart
abrupt & dominant. They gesture how
fings really are. Rarely a child sings now
My harpsichord weird as a koto drum
adagio for twilight, for the storm-worn dove
no more de-iced, and the spidery business of love.
Within
The crook of tutelary arm that cradled
The Corrib's urn, the subcutaneous waters
In their still blue as bright as blood shone out,
By healed-up puckers where his pre-divinity
Was scored and trenched. To him suppose a Daphne
Pursued by art Palladian, picturesque,
Or else Hispanic through the Galway Lynches,
Merchant adventurers turning Medici,
Virtu in freight.