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America Is a Gun by Brian Bilston | Poems Rethabile Likes

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America Is a Gun by Brian Bilston | Poems Rethabile Likes America Is a Gun by Brian Bilston England is a cup of tea. France, a wheel of ripened brie. Greece, a short, squat olive tree. America is a gun. Brazil is football on the sand. Argentina, Maradona’s hand. Germany, an oompah band. America is a gun. Holland is a wooden shoe. Hungary, a goulash stew. Australia, a kangaroo. America is a gun. Japan is a thermal spring. Scotland is a highland fling. Oh, better to be anything than America as a gun. ...

In a Country Church by R. S. Thomas | Poems Rethabile Likes

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In a Country Church by R. S. Thomas | Poems Rethabile Likes In a Country Church by R. S. Thomas To one kneeling down no word came, Only the wind’s song, saddening the lips Of the grave saints, rigid in glass; Or the dry whisper of unseen wings, Bats not angels, in the high roof. Was he balked by silence? He kneeled long And saw love in a dark crown Of thorns blazing, and a winter tree Golden with fruit of a man’s body. —R. S. Thomas Poet: @RSThomas Online: @DavidSuttonPoetry Book(s): @ThriftBooks ...

The More Loving One by W. H. Auden | Poems Rethabile Likes

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The More Loving One by W. H. Auden | Poems Rethabile Likes The More Loving One by W. H. Auden Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an emp...