This poem is taken from PN Review 36, Volume 10 Number 4, March - April 1984.
The Disenchanted
On a painting by Atkinson Grimshaw,
'Liverpool Quay by Moonlight', 1887
Riding at anchor ships from the New World,
Cargo-less now, sway, as in a trance;
Their lights float on a mist, their sails are furled;
They have disembarked both energy and distance.
Fated by deep unrest to haunt the quay
Aimless pilgrims, lit by the blear gaslight,
...
'Liverpool Quay by Moonlight', 1887
Riding at anchor ships from the New World,
Cargo-less now, sway, as in a trance;
Their lights float on a mist, their sails are furled;
They have disembarked both energy and distance.
Fated by deep unrest to haunt the quay
Aimless pilgrims, lit by the blear gaslight,
...
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