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Page 64
The hill . Sunday , we'll go . Just give it a try . ” Robin knew now how it would be ; up on the hill ; he and his father ; his father blundering , tying himself in knots , flapping about ; no television cameras , no film crews ...
The hill . Sunday , we'll go . Just give it a try . ” Robin knew now how it would be ; up on the hill ; he and his father ; his father blundering , tying himself in knots , flapping about ; no television cameras , no film crews ...
Page 67
The wind was all around him and the vast flank of the hill and the inert forms of trees and bushes ; the dead black earth , the land that could not care , would never move nor change , no matter who died on it ; only he , small and ...
The wind was all around him and the vast flank of the hill and the inert forms of trees and bushes ; the dead black earth , the land that could not care , would never move nor change , no matter who died on it ; only he , small and ...
Page 68
He saw their diseased idleness , felt them back away . Alone , he climbed the grass path to the plateau of the hill , where the sign was , Country Sports . The sign said also , Welcome to the hill .
He saw their diseased idleness , felt them back away . Alone , he climbed the grass path to the plateau of the hill , where the sign was , Country Sports . The sign said also , Welcome to the hill .
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Contents
POEMS translated by Graeme Wilson | 28 |
PRISONER by Elizabeth Jennings | 53 |
JOHN MURRAY 50 ALBEMARLE STREET LONDON WIX | 75 |
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