Landmarks
When a smile is hard cash,
thoughtlessness a blessing,
remember these words:-
Grey cairns on hills,
marking rare roads,
grow solely through the placing of stones.
Travelling there,
responsibility
is only a small gesture:
you do not build alone;
each pebble should be
another surety,
another person's
token of exploration
token of return.
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Waiting
Of all the different shapes the world assumes
I think I would prefer not to prefer
any one of them set above the rest,
publicly, giving danger a name.
Their lulling chorus broods me peaceful here,
rained on, standing by this telephone box,
under streetlight, waiting for the late bus,
gutter water echoing down a drain.
YOU ARE READING
Tapestries
PoetryPoems from 1978 onwards. These poems are in a different style from the later MajorSeventh, the earlier ones often with more of an Eastern-influenced cadence. Later, they vary a lot in form and style.
