The Spike: or, Victoria College Review, 1939
[untitled poem]
Lo the unshakeable concrete men
broad-based each on a plinth of stone
floodlit, shadowless—bitumen
sealing the earth we press upon.
We have bound below us the wanton earth
the lips of the earth are plastered shut
none may whisper against us
naught take root beneath us
we seize hold
weigh hard
and stay put.
—H.W.G.