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Even though it yields underfoot and your uppers get wet 74 Evening comes and the lilies fade 74 Every time you see him John’s fringe has grown shorter 73
Fed back to the dot
Five quarters duck lofty club-bar rubbish
Flame rather than firelight
Formerly the pure element
From the river bank she saw the fields
From there across to there as though
164
80
164
171
193
170
Getting started is always hardest of all
Go little fox, outrun these patient
Goodbye Goodbye
Heaven is drawn down on to earth
Here I always think of the sea
How long has it taken for this blur
How long these buds take
How we left
I look out from
I used to look at the moon, sweetheart, when you
I want to write this poem while I still can
I was tired and lass-
If we took each other in hand
In Scotland, although it is like a banana
It blows out air, with a
It must have rained all day
It really is Looe this time
It’s dark off the pier. Here
Just because all this has gone on
Just out of focus
– know each other yet
Last night I dreamt I could
Let us not take our sweetest dreams
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93
30
93
59
93
59
14
30
15
36
53
47
82
66
91
90
78
89
169
20
90
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