Poetry
Winter 1956
The Trial
The heads round the table disagree. Some say hang him from the gallows tree. Some say high and some say low to swing, swing, swing, when the free winds blow. […]
Poetry
Spring 1955
Duality
Twice upon a time there was a man who had two faces, two faces but one profile: not Jekyll and Hyde, not good and bad, and if one were cut, […]
Poetry
Spring 1955
Elegy for Dylan Thomas
All down the valleys they are talking and in the community of the smoke-laden town. In the bird-trailed skies, across the laboring docks his free ghost flies back from the […]