Fugue - winter

Fugue - winter

Four verse poem on winter.

1944-12-04

One page typewritten document

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[underlined]FUGUE - WINTER[/underlined]

We as one lying
Hollow locked from winter
Striving to penetrate
The eastward bluedrift
Singing by naked woods
And the interpolated
Spume of cloud
Ignore time’s setting
The bite of the weather
Hung in the bluechill
Of thin westwind.

We eye to eye burning
Ignore the half hidden
Grief of tomorrow
Stifle the bonebite
Melted to frozen earth
With load grass crying.

We as one living
Restrain the frantic hour
Analyse its careless haste
To hide in
The minutes flying.

We striving to break
The hours’ dark neurosis
To stay
The inevitable pendulum.

4 Dec 44
Mildenhall – Tuddenham.