"Cold, delicately as the dark snow, A fox's nose touches twig, leaf; Two eyes serve a movement, that now And again now…"

"With a sudden sharp hot stink of fox, It enters the dark hole of the head. The window is starless still; the clock ti…"

"This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampedin…"

"The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel. Over the cage floor the horizons come."

"Pike, three inches long, perfect Pike in all parts, green tigering the gold. Killers from the egg: the malevolent age…"

"The jaws' hooked clamp and fangs Not to be changed at this date; A life subdued to its instrument."

"I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed. Inaction, no falsifying dream Between my hooked head and hooked feet: O…"

"It took the whole of Creation To produce my foot, my each feather: Now I hold Creation in my foot. Or fly up, and rev…"

"Nothing has changed since I began. My eye has permitted no change. I am going to keep things like this."

"However rootedly national it may be, poetry is less and less the prisoner of its own language. It is beginning to rep…"