One single bud of
The pink hyacinth peeped out
On our wedding day.
23rd December 1967
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You and me
How well the tones and shadows go
Of silver birches on the snow!
How well the snowy mountains high
Are cut and shaped to fit the sky!
Just as the pine bark fits the tree,
So I fit you and you fit me!
Schloss Kasseg, Austria 1991.
The Music Box
Daddy returned from Holland
With a music-box for me.
He pulled a string and from inside,
As clear as clear could be,
A little tune came tumbling out
Like moonlight on the sea.
I held it up against my ear
As I lay still in bed.
The moonlight filled my tiny room,
The music filled my head,
And when at last I fell asleep,
I dream of it instead.
February 1980
I have a homing instinct for the stars 
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