[{"node":{"title":"Greacen019","Collections":"Unpublished Poems","Contributor":"Greacen Estate","Coverage":"19 Jan","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Greacen019","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Faces","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen019","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen019_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffFaces\n\nFaces: sun-shielded, indoor faces sprout everywhere,\nCinemas, bus queues, lifts in department stores;\nFaces sprayed with the pallor of the city-bound,\nWaxen as dolls in tenement attics;\nFaces on whom the spilled rouge of apples\nReminds one of the unending Aprils of childhood,\nWhen lilac was as mysterious as perfume of Arabia;\n0 the unforgettable fragments of unburied childhood!\nFaces at windows, dismayed behind lace curtains,\nFaces of the unadventurous and meek;\nFaces of the arrogant, walking where angels wince;\nFaces of country cousins, town truants, anxious aunts:\nThe face of a typist, Helen, in glum suburban beauty,\nOnce seen in a cobwebbed moment, always remebered:\nFaces of the dead, the mask serene, contorted:\nThe living face of poetry, the all-enduring image.\n","Type":"Text"}}]