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Extract from 'Travelling'

THEN CONDITIONS CHANGED This pearl sky Soon after rain, Gives such democratic light We see our faces as if just created Our hands as they lie, Empty and slightly curled Inside our pockets. BETWEEN ROUNDABOUTS Low cloud on the serrated ridge Makes mysteries. Go there Beyond the road’s curve, The hill’s occlusion Where lean black wings Grip the air Like spider claws on glass.