[ɜː] [ɪ] [ai] [əʊ] [au] [ɔː/ ʊə] [e/ eə:] [uː/u] [ei] [æ] [ɑː] [ʌ/ ʊ]
in the byre, found his sign
on the crock and the hidden still,
in the first smokes of morning.
Next thing he was making a progress
sinking his crozier deep
in the fort-hearth.
to his own
cramp-jawed abbesses and intoners
dibbling round the enclosure,
his parchments and scheming
in letters shipped over water -
but no, he overbore
he had to get in on the ground.
on his gables and spires
ousted me to the marches
Or did I desert?
Give him his due, in the end
of such scope and neuter allegiance
my emptiness reigns at its whim.