Louis MacNeice

In the first taxi he was alone tra-la, No extras on the clock. He tipped ninepence But the cabby, while he thanked him, looked askance As though to suggest...

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener...

It is patent to the eye that cannot face the sun The smug philosophers lie who say the world is one; World is other and other, world is here and there,...

Time was away and somewhere else, There were two glasses and two chairs And two people with the one pulse (Somebody stopped the moving stairs): Time was away...

If we could get the hang of it entirely    It would take too long; All we know is the splash of words in passing       And falling twigs of song, And when we...