Title of Piece | Prose or Poetry |
Elegy | Poetry |
O Make Me A Mask | Poetry |
Where Once The Waters Of Your Face | Poetry |
When Once The Twilight Locks No Longer | Poetry |
When, Like A Running Grave | Poetry |
When All My Five And Country Senses See | Poetry |
Was There A Time | Poetry |
Vision and Prayer [I] | Poetry |
Twenty-Four Years | Poetry |
To-Day, This Insect | Poetry |
There Was A Saviour | Poetry |
Then Was My Neophyte | Poetry |
The Seed-At-Zero | Poetry |
The Hand That Signed The Paper | Poetry |
The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower | Poetry |
The Conversation Of Prayer | Poetry |
Sometimes The Sky's Too Bright | Poetry |
Should Lanterns Shine | Poetry |
Poem On His Birthday | Poetry |
Poem In October | Poetry |
Our Eunuch Dreams | Poetry |
Once It Was The Colour Of Saying | Poetry |
On No Work Of Words | Poetry |
On A Wedding Anniversary | Poetry |
Now | Poetry |
Not From This Anger | Poetry |
My World Is Pyramid | Poetry |
My Hero Bares His Nerves | Poetry |
Love In The Asylum | Poetry |
Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines | Poetry |
Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed | Poetry |
Lament | Poetry |
January 1939 | Poetry |
Incarnate Devil | Poetry |
In The Beginning | Poetry |
In My Craft Or Sullen Art | Poetry |
If I Were Tickled By the Rub of Love | Poetry |
I See The Boys Of Summer | Poetry |
I, In My Intricate Image | Poetry |
I Have Longed To Move Away | Poetry |
I Fellowed Sleep | Poetry |
I Dreamed My Genesis | Poetry |
How Shall My Animal | Poetry |
Holy Spring | Poetry |
Hold Hard, These Ancient Minutes In The Cuckoo's Month | Poetry |
From Love's First Fever To Her Plague | Poetry |
Foster The Light | Poetry |
Fern Hill | Poetry |
Especially When The October Wind | Poetry |
Ears In The Turrets Hear | Poetry |
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night | Poetry |
Deaths And Entrances | Poetry |
Clown In The Moon | Poetry |
Before I Knocked | Poetry |
Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait | Poetry |
Author's Prologue | Poetry |
And Death Shall Have No Dominion | Poetry |
Among Those Killed In The Dawn Raid Was A Man Aged A Hundred | Poetry |
All That I Owe The Fellows Of The Grave | Poetry |
All All And All The Dry Worlds Lever | Poetry |
A Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London | Poetry |
A Process In The Weather Of The Heart | Poetry |
A Letter To My Aunt | Poetry |
The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower | poem |
In My Craft Or Sullen Art | poem |
Foster The Light | poem |
Author's Prologue | poem |
Deaths And Entrances | poem |
The Hand That Signed The Paper | poem |
To-Day, This Insect | poem |
Twenty-Four Years | poem |
Fern Hill | poem |
Then Was My Neophyte | poem |
I, In My Intricate Image | poem |
Sometimes The Sky's Too Bright | poem |
From Love's First Fever To Her Plague | poem |
On No Work Of Words | poem |
Where Once The Waters Of Your Face | poem |
Our Eunuch Dreams | poem |
Vision and Prayer [I] | poem |
A Child's Christmas In Wales | poem |
My World Is Pyramid | poem |
How Shall My Animal | poem |
There Was A Saviour | poem |
Ears In The Turrets Hear | poem |
Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed | poem |
Especially When The October Wind | poem |
I Dreamed My Genesis | poem |
Should Lanterns Shine | poem |
Elegy | poem |
I Have Longed To Move Away | poem |
Clown In The Moon | poem |
The Seed-At-Zero | poem |
A Letter To My Aunt | poem |
Poem In October | poem |
My Hero Bares His Nerves | poem |
Incarnate Devil | poem |
All That I Owe The Fellows Of The Grave | poem |
When All My Five And Country Senses See | poem |
When, Like A Running Grave | poem |
This Side Of The Truth | poem |
A Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London | poem |
Poem On His Birthday | poem |
When Once The Twilight Locks No Longer | poem |
I See The Boys Of Summer | poem |
Among Those Killed In The Dawn Raid Was A Man Aged A Hundred | poem |
And Death Shall Have No Dominion | poem |
I Fellowed Sleep | poem |
A Process In The Weather Of The Heart | poem |
On A Wedding Anniversary | poem |
Hold Hard, These Ancient Minutes In The Cuckoo's Month | poem |
Once It Was The Colour Of Saying | poem |
The Conversation Of Prayer | poem |
Now | poem |
Before I Knocked | poem |
Not From This Anger | poem |
January 1939 | poem |
In The Beginning | poem |
O Make Me A Mask | poem |
Was There A Time | poem |
Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines | poem |
Lament | poem |
Holy Spring | poem |
If I Were Tickled By the Rub of Love | poem |
Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait | poem |
Love In The Asylum | poem |
All All And All The Dry Worlds Lever | poem |
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night | poem |