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Hilltop: A Literary Paper. Volume 1 Number 2

2 Afternoon

page 17

2 Afternoon

Low clouds and autumn sun
Fade wanly by above,
Over this day and over
The grey shore that sustains
The steady foaming of the mind's salt waves.

Here turn uneasily
The debris of a life,
Portents and relics and strange garlands torn
From caverns in whose depth
Pale childhood twines with death

It will be long before
The sea's resentment shakes
No more about this place,
Till the drowned hair of memory stir
On the wave no more.

Sometime the moon to an impassive sea
Its form of fire my yield;
Here the incessant images
Dissolve and shape themselves
In the discoloured foam.

Long, long, the night must be
Of clear and distant stars
Above these restless fields
Where the great ploughshare and tempestuous horses
Of fear and hope have been.