Poems by Amy Clampitt
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A Hedge Of Rubber Trees
... Passing, I'd see her shades drawn, no light behind the rubber trees ...
A Hermit Thrush
... certain, as that the longest daywill come again, will seem to hold its breath, ...
A Silence
... unearthly masquerade(we shall be changed)a silence opens *the larval feeder ...
Beach Glass
... The ocean, cumbered by no business more urgent ...
Easter Morning
... imageless after the hammering ...
Exmoor
... y diphthong, and as a Somer-set man, the warmth he had for ...
Fog
... as though proving color and contour ...
Nothing Stays Put
... heir featherweight wheels of cobalt remind me of, it'sa row of them among prim colonnades of cosmos, ...
On The Disadvantages Of Central Heating
... delicious to think ofhassocks pulled in close, toasting- ...
Salvage
... intact ice-tint, a rarityfresh from the Pleistocene ...
Syrinx
... Thespesiae iache:those last-chance vestiges ...
Vacant Lot With Pokeweed
... at nothingand look! here'sa pokeweed, sprung up from seed ...
The Sun Underfoot Among The Sundews
... But the sun ...
A Catalpa Tree On West Twelfth Street
... climbing tentpole, frilled and stippledyet again with bloom ...
A Hairline Fracture
... where the Undergrounds upper reaches have the character, ...
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