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IN delicacy a mountain ash
-coming to me from mountains
in this city she was a dancer
the centre on which turned
in brilliant integration
my country and myself
Alexandria and the elegance
of coloured girls on walls,
the two seas and the brown
lake water, the clustered berries
in. her lips, the kind night
of mountains in her hair.
Suddenly interpolating
she announced this centre
and her slim compassing limbs
my radiating pointers
wove and swirled and circled
the necessary things
into a circumference
where a soft air breathes
now from the far mountains
islanding me alive
from the parched memories
of a dead parchment city.
Alexandria. May 30, 1943.
CRAFT is as strong a thing as race;
These bird-voiced Welshmen also share
The set of shoulders and the pace
.That mark the miner anywhere.
Asturias and Eureka tell
A single epic; may I see
The day when these shall stand as well
Haloed with dynamite and free
Welsh Dancer
GWYN WILLIAMS.
A Mining Town
JOHN MANIFOLD,
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