“ Children's Song We live in our own world, A world that is too small For you to stoop and enter Even on hands and knees, The adult subterfuge. And though you probe and pry With analytic eye, And eavesdrop… — R.S. Thomas Copy Share Image
“ No Through Road All in vain, I will cease now My long absorption with the plough, With the tame and the wild creatures… — R.S. Thomas Copy Share Image
“ Children's Song We live in our own world, A world that is too small For you to stoop and enter Even on hands… — R.S. Thomas Copy Share Image
“Seated at table - no need for the fracture of the room's silence; noiselessly they conversed.” — R.S. Thomas Copy Share Image
