16 JUNE 1967, Page 19

Windward in twilight

JOHN HOLLOWAY

With the ploughland-wold alight a light for distance, a winter pallid sharpness, acid enough (being edged by the wind) to eat away clouds and eat away me—expose where I keep my lucid my radiant recallings: friends of a wintry and radiant distinction. . . but this you would coolly accept even take with a hinted warmth such as grows within like a seed as I . . .

with the ploughland-wold alight.

climb windward in twilight to post you this letter.