Thomas Ernest Hulme

(1883 - 1917 / England)

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/8/2019 12:26:00 PM)

    Where are other 4 poems, Please post them as well.

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The Embankment

(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 I
That warmth's the very stuff of poesy.
Oh, God, make small
The old star-eaten blanket of the sky,
That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.

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