Quietly they set their burden down: he
To grin; moaned; moved his head from side to side
He gripped the stretcher; stiffened; glared; and screamed,"O put my leg down, doctor, do
" (He'd gotA bullet in his ankle; and he'd been
The darkness brings no quiet here, the light No waking: ever on my blinded brain The flare of lights, the rush, and cry, and strain, The engines' scream, the hiss and thunder smite: I see the hurrying crowds, the clasp, the flight, Faces that touc...
It ought to be plain how little you gain by getting excited and vexed
You'll always be late for the previous train, and always on time for the next
I remember the grey slithers of rain,
The jocular driver,
As I boarded the bus
At Temple Meads,