Julian Mann

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I see a loft light far away
where for tonight my love
forgoes her stage
to read Iain Banks
...

In nature there is a power
That wills all saddened hearts
To joy, as each closed flower
Bears the strength the sun imparts;
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How complete the fields look
When between them runs a brook
Giving life to plains all still
But for soft grass that in a chill
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In this study:
Here is all time.
You can brush your hair
And dream of passing things;
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I'll meet you along the night road,
Not far from where an orchard showed
To me some lapping waters new,
For me at least, though more than a few
...

I looked out to rainy gardens
As they spoke of invoices
And knew there would be days again
When I would brush the cheek and hold
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Now the sun goes to its rest
Behind a hedge by dewdrops blest
At eventide when lovers meet
And down the lane with springing feet
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Now the hedges are bearing gifts
Which human hands to the sun will lift
To find any red on a berry black
And if any red that berry lacks
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Now the heady bonfire air
Takes me far away somewhere
From the fire and smoke and yet
To their very birth near a farm sunset
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In many ways it's the perfect day
To see the county town of a shire;
A misty morning gives a fair warning
Which sunlight could not inspire.
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With an infant's joy I view the brook,
Its many wonders pass my eye:
A restless leaf the land forsook;
Ripples that beg the wind's reply.
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If you've ever heard leaves rustle
In a cool May night,
Or seen trees dance
In village streetlamp light,
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I followed my love to a glade,
And there upon a web I played
A tune from the stream I'd learned,
And then she danced among the ferns.
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All my sorrows slept
In your hair last night
For once they were
As tired as I
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Dreaming westward where fields roll
I may catch up with Edward's soul
By a half gap in a hedge where a stile
Did once lend a hand to poets while
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As when I from out
the church porch did look
upon a sky a pale moon had lit
and walking to an ancient tree
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I do not know why
I keep my favourites in my mind.
When asked who I like,
I rarely say he who is most like me.
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There is no perfect time to do anything,
So I decided to get off the train
At the last moment to wander
A footpath to an inn;
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Running, walking, standing,
We were always together,
Down the farm lane
In the sweet hedged weather.
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Julian Mann Biography

Julian Mann is a British poet from Hertfordshire, England. https: //soundcloud.com/iwconcept)

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I See A Loft Light Far Away

I see a loft light far away
where for tonight my love
forgoes her stage
to read Iain Banks
ah yes I know Iain Banks
I told her on the phone
in the Summer of ways back
into games
but now I can't reacquaint
with her scent
as I hold a rifle of hyacinth

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