Golias, those are good, especially "The Walk."
Graves has many wonderful poems -- "The Christmas Robin," "Prometheus," "The Naked and the Nude," "The Persian Version" -- but lately I keep coming back to this one:
The Twin of Sleep
Death is the twin of Sleep, they say:
BANNED POST BANNED POST For I shall rise renewed,
Free from the cramps of yesterday,
BANNED POST BANNED POST Clear-eyed and supple thewed.
But though this bland anlalogy
BANNED POST BANNED POST Helps other folk to face
Decrepitude, senility,
BANNED POST BANNED POST Madness, disease, disgrace,
I do not like Death's greedy looks:
BANNED POST BANNED POST Give me his twin instead --
Sleep never auctions off my books,
BANNED POST BANNED POST My boots, my shirts, my bed.
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