The Complete Poetical Works
of T.E. Hulme
of T.E. Hulme
- Autumn
- Mana Aboda
- Conversion
- Above the Dock
- The Embankment
- A City Sunset
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.
This poem is in the public domain