Don’t rush me life, Let me chew the harder parts, Savour every bite of difficulty. Let me take my socks off slowly To feel the freedom of my toes. Give me dawns,
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Later Poems
It’s time to go down
It’s time to go down to the one tree hill To the place of apples and the brandy still, To the silent hill which will now awake With children and laughter and Arthur’s cakes, To the stream of people who
Read more ...I don’t want to grow old.
I don’t want to grow old in a mirror, Or in the bright light of company, I don’t want to be pitied like an old dog Patted and put to bed.
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Blackness and the seeping gloom Of winters nights, of fearsome storm, Cold that to the bone doth cling And wet that doth our courage wring A biting wind, a deepening cold Bend our back and make us old. A dream
Read more ...Entre Chien et Loup
Bright is the portal of our memory, Which like the sun lights up our life. All the constellations are our friends Without whom life would be intolerable, And in that light of memory we bathe Enhancing every passing day Hope
Read more ...Black Velvet Night
Black velvet night, and cold steel days, Sprinkled with stars, whipped by wind, Which curls the leaves as they fall, Turning our lush green into grey. Into the underworld the sun. Doors of light are closing now, And lives flutter
Read more ...The Three Magi
Three men star struck Astrologers of great renown, Following long roads, high mountains Deserts red and black On and on, Knowing they would arrive. The dromedary stumbled A gift shifted its weight A man sighed, Three silk turbans wrapped heads
Read more ...The Dancer
The Dancer He looked like a lumberjack, but moved like a swan He asked me to dance, as if we were one He took my hand, and the rhythm was strong, I knew with this dancer I could do
Read more ...Christmas in London
Christmas in London Perhaps then I am dull of soul, That I can walk through London’s lights And see only crowds, impenetrable. Jostling, confusing, noisy, A shock from my quiet home. The bare trees seem to have no place Amid
Read more ...LIGHT
‘ Then there was light!’ Give me light, early morning light in all its delicate fronds Scraping through clouds or burning the edge Of the earth with cold fire. Give me dappled light, broken through trees Hazelnut light, bracken light,
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