Concordance

This concordance provides an index to every word in the poems, excluding a list of common "stopwords". It may be useful in finding a half-remembered poem, and perhaps in looking at the usage of words in the poems as a whole. It will be readable only on a large screen.

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W Y Z

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But who serves whom?… Well, there’s the

jackpot question: / / Will Caesar die in God or God in Caesar? / /

Jackson / George Jackson tried to break jail / / —a few friends (brot

George Jackson / George

Jackson tried to break jail / / —a few friends (brothers)—gun and kni

few men killed. The break failed. / /

Jackson was down too, killed. / / He’d been in jail half his life. /

ted in shifting foam, crowned with thin

jade , / / broke down to island-rocks. One took the shape, / / he tho

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he second and the third return / / our

jaded souls respond more slowly / / and in the general hurly-burly /

That Way Madness Lies

Jackson / George Jackson tried to break

jail / / —a few friends (brothers)—gun and knife— / / a few men kill

was down too, killed. / / He’d been in

jail half his life. / / Ghetto-bred, then cop-picked, / / what hope

man / / can create his own star. / /

Jailbird , killer?… martyr-saint? / / Just such fatal polarities, / /

long debt to America is paid; / / both

James Joyce and Virginia Woolf know how / / thought weaves in words i

lads they wed, / / but for me, pretty

Janet , the sick man on his bed. / / I sit by him and chatter—not a wo

Greek Folk Song

Januarius’s blood / / froths cold in its gold-mounted phial. / / In

eously undone, / / take these bombs to

Japan .” / / We have our orders, and our keep and pay. / / A man must

Two Poems in Memory of Anne Frank

Exchange / after a

Japanese manner / As it rained all day / / all night the rain is fall

/ Who happy kiss within / / to passers

jealous , cold, / / cast on the blind the silhouette of sin. / /

ll; / / even the tongue-tied struggler

jealous guards / / his refuge of unspoken words. / / It takes long p

rs: / / the baby brother she first was

jealous of, / / but they were knitted together in lasting love / / b

Eugénie de Guérin

cious range of human ill / / by my own

jealousies and near-despair. / /

t then? / / What indeed but envy, / /

jealousy ? / /

I, Who Know My Inner Man

free / / (as far as love allows) from

jealousy , / / his meanest avatar. / / Love keep you kind to others a

dark, / / while the embodiment of his

jealousy , / / the bright saviour whom he must love and hate, / / wou

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not venture from. / / Feeling his neck

jerk on the tautened rope / / he turned again. Descending, to dree ou

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not air, which are not sea) / / a gull

jerks its oil-bound strength about, / / that way, this way, no way ou

d long ago: / / one from the garden at

Jesmond Hill / / (not, as it sounds, in Newcastle / / but above Pang

Jesus , digesting the meal Martha served, / / pronounced that Mary’s w

all need mercy, so go pray. / / Prince

Jesus , Master of everything, / / do not deliver us to Hell’s king /

Villon’s Epitaph

re streaked / / with red-brown smears.

Jesus , what people!” / / Unhappy women / / caught from their open wo

War-time Anecdote

the planet Mercury?” / / I was tired,

jet -lagged, half dreaming. Is it a dream? / / I turned and saw a litt

sink that searching gaze) / / stinking

jetsam lies. / / Here. Now. No escape. / /

ample me then, / / foul me if you’re a

Jew , / / but if you’re of my own blood / / let me speak with you.” /

it. / / Barbarian or Greek, Gentile or

Jew , it / / comes to the same. Free? we are all bond still / / and,

erd the beasts in Belsen. Stamp out the

Jew , / / man, woman, child. (The dying can be made / / to stack and

Two Poems in Memory of Anne Frank

ht from an icy stream, / / a dark bush

jewelled with flowers and butterflies / / shook him with beauty—or th

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ll thoughts lying there / / to shining

jewels . But when / / I pick them out to send to you / / they dry in

d / / within our sense / / behind the

jewels of Andromeda. / / Andromeda, who naked / / chained on a sea-r

/ Naked under brutal lamps, / / fine

Jewish features suffering-sunk / / down on the collarbone, hangs / /

Stray Thoughts at a Wedding

ly for being other (those blacks, those

Jews ). / / Then there are terrorists… but terrorism’s / / different,

at was long ago, / / long before naked

Jews / / were herded into gas. / / And that is past too. / / World

Hymn / for the wedding of Dominick and

Jo / Through untimed fields of childhood the shadows and light / / st

Joan of Arc / What did the flame force from the flesh? / / Agony and

Against Pedestals / for

Jody / Our idols fall. Not that their feet are clay / / —their feet a

Against Pedestals

he last time this intercalary date / /

joggled the calendar / / Cecil was still here, / / breathing the air

John Ruskin’s Wedding Night / Quick to beauty more than is common / /

John Ruskin’s Wedding Night

nnel from the other side / / opened to

join his own, and he was through. / / Beyond an empty space a castle-

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asons, though, link in no ring / / but

join two points as Time disposes. / / The lines recur, the poem close

Man’s Seasons

Suddenly the firm stance / / falters,

joined banks are sundered anew. / / But dance, dance on the jutting s

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found his markets grow. / / Friendship

joined hands there. And the singular glow / / of lovers’ meeting was

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to her.” I felt my legs obey, / / and

joined her by the pedestal alone. / / “You came towards me sad,” she

of my language / / and Homer and Dante

joined him as peers. / / But now the net’s cast in other waters / /

ld him which. Below, close by, / / the

joined streams formed a rock-pool, deep and spread. / / He shivered,

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/ / the moon’s dark circle / / which

joins her crescent-tips. / / Then we notice / / how far, while we we

September Cruise

o listen to music / The music parts and

joins , parts / / like strands of hair under a comb, / / like current

How not to listen to music

This Time / Worse than out of

joint . / / Perhaps lemming-men / / have reached the madness point, /

/ (no trace of that remained); / / two

jointed dolls of clay; / / likewise of fired clay, half a dozen crock

small / / it couldn’t be remembered),

joke in a queue / / (a shared short laugh)—anything will do / / that

Misunderstandings? / / That New Yorker

joke : “My wife / / does understand me.” / / I failed you living / /

thinking of? / / Would even you make a

joke of me now, dirty creature? / / Strew them on, and say “These are

Spells and Love

/ Faster, faster, to keep up with the

Joneses , / / with our father’s ghost, with the Enemy Over There, / /

Curvature of Space

s flowers, birds in the garden—made her

journal / / a sampler that does not fade. / /

Eugénie de Guérin

s of Cahuzac / from Eugénie de Guérin’s

Journal / The girl came into the church / / from changing light, / /

The Shepherdess of Cahuzac

give Tom Moore / / for burning Byron’s

journal —yet in the end / / admit that he destroyed it as Byron’s frie

[I find it difficult to forgive Tom Moore]

the gathered swallows joy of their far

journey / / and ourselves prepare / / for winter coming, as they /

laid / / was his and nothing. Now he’d

journey far / / and make himself a life, but not a new / / heart-lif

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/ / In car, bus, train I / / want the

journey not to end / / even when the end / / is wanted. I didn’t, I

/ / if you’ve the courage for the land-

journey .” / / She stroked his hair, his head laid on her knee. / / “

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raid, afraid went back, / / a dreadful

journey , sick and almost mad, / / across the dreadful mountains to hi

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flat edge of flat land / / a young man

journeying . A sense of loss, / / pain deeply felt. And yet, this was

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n / / felt pain crown her initiation’s

joy , / / an old forester whom a wheel had crushed / / died. Eighty y

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fall. / / Time’s spiral course through

joy and grief / / exacts and justifies it all. / / This riven world

I had, / / but now with inexpressible

joy and pain / / from eyes and ears memorial shadows fade / / in the

h and rain / / and playfully allot our

joy and pain. / / Life between earth below and sky above / / is work

eams with a friend / / who’d share his

joy and pain, who’d lead, or rather / / more often be led through the

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’s beginning, / / one in time—pain and

joy are one in love”? / /

Winter Solstice

Joy / Ask no surety of this flawless morning / / for noon or afternoo

e… The doubt spread to eclipse / / the

joy . But no. The fairy’s word was bond, / / should he love out his li

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/ hearing, her life with others fed his

joy . / / But unhoped chance soon made him one with those: / / the pr

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/ Sex lends her delight / / to every

joy , her stress / / to all our wickedness, / / yet’s as much taker q

shared natural pace, / / and so shared

joy is a shared peace, / / a home. / / It had to end / / but, lived

Two Poems from a New Life

your heart. / / A pang that’s like the

joy / / of being together, / / its double, its true counterpart. /

[The clouds that pressed the air]

n’s rim. / / But often mind forgot the

joy of eyes. / / Valley, col, valley formed his zigzag way / / by st

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hollow failure of the heart. / / Your

joy of life, your shining / / feeling that everything / / is possibl

[Most of us, somewhere along the road]

shared. / / Wish the gathered swallows

joy of their far journey / / and ourselves prepare / / for winter co

his heart was flooded with unreasoning

joy . / / The age of time between, life and death, died / / into a ha

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ith strife / / but those who take with

joy the love of Zeus / / should scarce expect affection from his wife

of waves regathering slow / / —so much

joy to be seen; / / but the idle spiteful soul sits on the beach, /

w? He will not, certainly. / / My only

joy to know I shall be he’— / / or might be he… The doubt spread to e

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Brunetto Latini under the Fire-Rain / “

Joy we denied,” / / they mutter in the mud, “out there / / in the sw

Two Glimpses from Dante’s Hell

any of me will last, to grieve / / and

joy with those I love and leave. / / And any other way of living on /

ebt to America is paid; / / both James

Joyce and Virginia Woolf know how / / thought weaves in words its ine

, / / let us never lose touch with the

joys and the pains / / of this deeper existence we know, at whose hea

he badger, yield some insolent stag her

joys . / / It was October. Work was traversing / / the forest, markin

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immering shadows / / to the griefs and

joys / / of life in the flat fields / / under the sky’s breadth / /

The Green Children of Woolpit

trip with us. / / We know the spell of

joys that last, / / dreams which dissolve Time’s tyrannous / / one-w

/ away, follow your will. / / To what

joys will it lead? / / Dancers on the green / / have followed the fa

and the Duchess of Malfi, / / Byron’s

Juan and Marlowe’s Faustus. / / And gradually, a peak behind hills /

uble wall of smoke, / / to know fully,

judge fairly another heart / / is more than hard. / / One land, one

Change Places… / The

Judge was very kind. He called her up / / to sit beside him for her e

Change Places…

ing cups of light. / / Despair / / is

judged by some / / the lowest sin. And they are right. / /

ldered heart / / the instincts (as she

judged them) of a tart, / / a craving to be had by… well, you’ve gues

Judgement / In this matter of innocence and guilt / / we can’t win. W

e scalepan fall. / / To stand before a

judgement -seat / / and hear just what / / the things we’ve done, the

the highest throne / / (or both these

judgements are untrue) / / this Martin Luther, dead and gone, / / al

Thoughts on the Lavatory

t instance do we lay our plea: / / our

judges of appeal are Love and Truth / / whose jurisdiction is eternit

reckoning, / / God more readily then,

judging , / / shall pity you. We stuffed our skin / / —it hangs in ra

Villon’s Epitaph

Epithalamium / Stephen and

Judith / Love you have. May he stay / / with you all the way, / / th

Man in Nature / for

Judith Wright / Nature is much to wreck, but man can do it— / / his g

ugh block / / were cheese and bread, a

jug of water. Down / / in one corner he saw a few hides spread. / /

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/ drown in angry blood. / / Romeo and

Juliet , / / Leila and Majnun, / / loving children / / cheated by a

either / / (or death) as an unordered

jumble of things. / / The fire, brutally quenched, was still a fire /

n / / travel, and watch again Nijinsky

jump . / / But the gay twenties got a dusty answer: / / with fear sou

coming in. / / So did the child, / /

jumped from his seat and ran / / straight for the line. / / I could

Ten Seconds on a Tube Platform

ong. / / A bright-haired girl laughing

jumped out: “good-bye, / / thanks,” and fled. Waited at the back the

him, smiled / / over him at a man / /

jumping up from the seat. / / Scolding the mother ran / / up. I smil

Ten Seconds on a Tube Platform

acrobatic flawless flight. / / A fish

jumps at the corner of my eye, / / back into black unglimpsed / / as

Water in a Wood

he sees lives. A flat illustration / /

jumps off the page— / / the rider reins his galloping horse towards h

g, / / where the cleeve widened to the

junction of / / two larger valleys. Wind from distant snow / / struc

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Epoch / Right we should leave in

June , / / the hedges lit with roses. / / The years of the rose are d

om is white, / / and this first day of

June / / warm air, / / soft sun / / take over. And I come / / sudd

/ sometime, might a tolerable month be

June ? / / —with the rose light in the hedges to lift or droop / / ov

Sixtieth Summer

he formal garden / / found itself as a

jungle . / / Round her the house grew old / / slowly, quietly rotting

Mariana in Miniature

g Kea / Syros to Naxos / Occultation of

Jupiter / (Naxos harbour, 12 September, 1983) / Statue at Apollona, Na

September Cruise

months ago above an Aegean harbour / /

Jupiter occulted. And above the huge Pacific / / Mercury last night.

t moon, / / and just beside her bright

Jupiter . / / We watch them move / / slowly, inevitably, steadily /

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of appeal are Love and Truth / / whose

jurisdiction is eternity. / /

till, and those who fall defending / /

justice , seem equally guilty of the strife / / with gangsters and wit

is just what he seems, / / is just, is

Justice , to unrighteousness / / a scourge, to injured innocence aid.

Change Places…

e through joy and grief / / exacts and

justifies it all. / / This riven world in which we live / / one mome

turning light whose kindness veils / /

jut and furrow, restoring innocence, / / restoring youth. / / Innoce

In the Audience

sky are spread / / patterns of twigs,

jutting from narrowing branches, / / from stout, straight trunks—the

Dance of the Seasons

jutting stone / / yields, is gone / / down into air / / But foot is

ould we do / / but dance, dance on the

jutting stump, dance? / /

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ered anew. / / But dance, dance on the

jutting stump, dance. / / Along the paved and parapeted track / / fo

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then, who / / but dance, dance on the

jutting stump, dance.” / / Prince of Lies, no. The dark aspect is tru

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otten, few / / but dance, dance on the

jutting stump, dance. / / “Why do you paint the past so rosy? Wrack /

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