MS-UoR-1477-1

[0034] never clear what she looked like
never ^turned to look at her nor
she at you always parallel like
on an axle-tree couldn't turn
your heads for a look at each other
no better than two blurs at the
limits of the fields

[0034] no touching or anything of that
kind always ^space between if
only a few inches no ^{feeling to} to see were you flesh
and blood no better than two wraiths
if it wasn't for the odd coo out of you

[0037] always ^stock still ^{like in a daze}
like that time on the stone or
that time in the sandhills stretched
out parallel in the sun gazing up
at the blue sky or the eyes
closed now the one now the other
blue dark blue dark

[0037] picture come floating up and
there you were wherever it might be [0039] stock still side by
side in the sun then sink &
vanish without your having

[0039] stirred any more than the two
knobs on a dumbbell except
the eyelids and every now &
again the ^lips to say you^r
piece

[0039] [⁁] ^{all around} too all still [⁁] ^{all sides} wherever
it might be no stir nor sound
only faintly the
leaves or the bent or the
stream against the bank as the case
might be no trace of man

[0039]