[{"node":{"title":"Greacen026","Collections":"Unpublished Poems","Contributor":"Greacen Estate","Coverage":"19 Jan","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Greacen026","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Spring in Hyde Park","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen026","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/Greacen026_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffSpring in Hyde Park\n\nTime is an island now, here on the stiff grass\nWhere footsteps falling into night pass and re-pass;\nThis is an island, from the day of dry routine,\nA time when being hardens into Has Been.\n0 every way we look lights ring us round\nPushing the edge of darkness in. Sound mimics sound.\nAcross the evening park float random noises\nOf bus and taxi, soft hints of lovers' voices.\nAnd as night jollies in around this little island\nWe walk like searching children on a tideless sand.\n","Type":"Text"}}]