Louis MacNeice Star-GazerForty-two years ago (to me if to no one elseThe number is of some interest) it was a brilliant starry nightAnd the westward train was empty and had no corridorsSo darting from side to side I could catch the unwonted sightOf those almost intolerably brightHoles, punched in the sky, which excited me partlyContinue reading “Star Gazer : Louis MacNeice : : Star Poems : :”