Geoffrey Hill Hear Poems
- 1. The Triumph Of Love
Sun-blazed, over Romsley, a livid rain-scarp.
- 2. From -odi Barbareâ?
What is far hence led to the den of making:
Moves unlike wildfire | not so simple-happy
Ploughman hammers ploughshare his durum dentem
- 3. On Reading Crowds And Power
Cloven, we are incorporate, our wounds
simple but mysterious. We have
- 4. Tenebrae
He was so tired that he was scarcely able to hear a note of the songs: he felt imprisoned in a cold region where his brain was numb and his spirit was isolated.