Beautiful poems from a man riven with contradictions yet exquisitely in touch with his native earth and the generations of those that had lived and toiled on it. An excellent introduction to his work, moving and sad, for example the poem on the death of the artist M E Eldridge to whom he was married:
We met under a shower of bird notes.
Fifty years passed, love's moment in a world in servitude to time.
She was young; I kissed with my eyes closed and opened them on her wrinkles.
'Come' said death, choosing her as his partner for the last dance.
And she who had done everything with a bird's grace,
opened her bill now for the shedding of one sigh no heavier than a feather.