Poems by Kathleen Raine
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Shells
... Whose music is the mother-of-pearl octave of the rainbow, ...
Storm
... God in me shakes the interior kingdom of my heaven ...
The Ancient Speech
... Strangers have crossed the sound, but not the sound of the dark oarsmen ...
The End of Love
... Now he is gone Why should I mourn ...
The River
... One last look Into that bright stream - ...
The Wilderness
... with power of oracle or invocation,The great ash long dead by a roofless house, its branches rotten, ...
Transit of the Gods
... Abandoned by the gods, woman with an ageing body ...
Vegetation
... the world of green, the world of leaves, ...
Worry About Money
... In the bank at this moment, and ought properlyTo cease to exist in a world where poverty ...
From “The Hollow Hill”
... Smaller than pollen-grain, smaller than seed ...
Seen in a Glass
... Or ends the course that tree, house, world move through ...
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