1 OCTOBER 1954, page 22

The Fountain

Feathers up fast, steeples, and then in clods • Thuds into its first basin; thence as surf Smokes up and hangs; irregularly slops Into its second, tattered like a shawl; There,......

In The Movement

m eren t' ANY people in modern Britain, who believe that they have been living in the same place for a lifetime, wake up one day to find they are in fact living in a place. All......