'There are only trees on this winter sceneTheir upward pointing leafless twigs areShrill with the calm of loveliness,And the Sun laughs down, baleful, with a bleary smile.'A book of poetry with imagery and concepts polished over a lifetime of intellectual inquiry. At 58 years old, it is Cavendish's first collection of poetry and represents the start of his career rather than the end.
Dieser Download kann aus rechtlichen Gründen nur mit Rechnungsadresse in A, B, BG, CY, CZ, D, DK, EW, E, FIN, F, GR, HR, H, IRL, I, LT, L, LR, M, NL, PL, P, R, S, SLO, SK ausgeliefert werden.