One from a sequence of found poems based on two extracts each from individual British novels in the timeline ‘history’ of that canon:

View

partial vapours rolled
through the blue tinge
of air
and lost in waves of
floated landscapes
along the river
from north, and to the east
frowned with forests
veiled in clouds
and lost again in the
mist of distance
to the south, on the west

exhibiting awful forms
sorrowfully corrected

the margin of repose

Thinking

First
they are beautiful

stored with ideas

ever ready to
escape error

necessary to the form
of the world within

necessary equally to

the pleasure of
thinking

counteracted by
the languor

of relief, stored in

uneasy sensations,
pleasure –

the necessity of thought.