The Embankment : T E Hulme : : Star Poems : :

The EmbankmentBY T. E. HULME(The fantasia of a fallen gentleman on a cold, bitter night.)Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy,In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement.Now see IThat warmth’s the very stuff of poesy.Oh, God, make smallThe old star-eaten blanket of the sky,That I may fold it round me andContinue reading “The Embankment : T E Hulme : : Star Poems : :”

The Embankment : T E Hulme : : Sky Poem / Sky Songs : ( 17 ) : :

The EmbankmentBY T. E. HULME(The fantasia of a fallen gentleman on a cold, bitter night.)Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy,In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement.Now see IThat warmth’s the very stuff of poesy.Oh, God, make smallThe old star-eaten blanket of the sky,That I may fold it round me andContinue reading “The Embankment : T E Hulme : : Sky Poem / Sky Songs : ( 17 ) : :”

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