This Unimportant Morning Comments

asoehd tnhdaoe ga athdoae gcadoe tha t hode,

lightly to kiss all whom sleep Stitched up - and wake, my darling, wake. The impatient Boatman has been waiting Under the house, his long oars folded up Like wings in waiting on the darkling lake. the final stanza speaks volumes.. tony

Some of Durrells writing is condescending or even racist, but this poem is very lovely and moving.

I especially love the last stanza of this poem by Durrell. 'And now lightly to kiss all whom sleep/Stitched up-and wake, my darling, wake.'