More Nancy Cunard. This one, from 1921, shows the engagement with the landscape of Provence that we also see in the later Parallax (1925 – see post below).
Mediterranean—from the Var
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Red earth, pale olive, fragmentary vine
Mellow with sun's decline.
In aftermath of harvest all the days
Are flushed with stillness, lit with almond greys,
And this November afternoon I see
Cypress against the sky so very still.
Upon a narrow strand
Full surges moving to the barren land
Towered with rocks, and on this sudden hill
I pause before the sunset that shall be
In its last hour a psalm
Sped to the journeying heart that seeketh balm.
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Pale moon, slip of malachite
Above the smoke of the clouds poising
In a green moment that will not last—
And you there, far beyond the farthest roads and sea-paths,
Distiller of the heavens,
One drop of blood in the sky suffusing it:
Sunset, advancing
From this grey weather suddenly.
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great find
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