This poem is taken from Poetry Nation 6 Number 6, 1976.
Heart's NoOrchards are choruses of Yes
They grant the necessary
They fall composed to death
Like volunteers, but Heart
Is petulance, stalls, manoeuvres,
Propped limbs and ruses, displays
Makeshift strength and sups
Sips of brine, and refuses.
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