The Earth Is Full Of Sap

The Earth is full of sap as mother with milk in breasts but the sick child is waning and the birth joy is fading fading fading there is a play that was acted and now is over. the distances from Saint Anne's Way they grow and grow and stop not ever to grow: the universe's just extending Hubble is smiling. whirl the film the filmy-eyed the half asleep be half awake the Earth top around be humming and in the backlash of the crowds of wave on wave the cowing flights are brimming the night I saw it go down the fast glade where trees in the small wood coppice by coppice they were clustering for it was frosty-chill and mists of snow flakes white all circled round from the nether valley.