<> Unpublished Poems Greacen Estate 19 Jan Linen Hall Library Wednesday, March 16, 2016 TIFF Greacen008 Manuscript One day last August English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen008 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen008_0.jpg LHL Archive One Day Last August One day last August, travelling by bus to Annslong, Past fields brown-pimpled with haycocks, And whitewashed rectangular houses, I tried - expatriate now - to overhear The homely rhythms that these people use As running murmur to a simple way of life Through their world's wilderness of tangled hate I tried to see the obverse of the coins That tinkle brash in every little till And echo that intolerance I knew too well. Then came the answer on that August day: If you would find the virtue of this place Then search it out in tidy village streets And in the narrow, stone-walled fields, For there these people build in quietness, Far from the politicians vulgar rant That tears the fabric of this land. Text