I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')


These poems are works in progress, and may be subject to revision without notice. Completed versions appear in my books. Nevertheless copyright applies to all texts found here.

23 July 2010

Lune Sequences: May 2010

Reposted from The Passionate Crone blog
 

Lune Sequence for Aunty Ev

My dear Aunty
is dying far from here
they tell me.

She is old
and has forgotten her life.
She is afraid.

My cousin asks,
‘Will you write the eulogy?’
Yes I will.

But I keep
putting off beginning the task.
My dear Aunty.


Lune Sequence for D

My favourite plant
grows new leaves,
dark green and glossy.

This plant I have had
many years;
never learned its name.

It was a present —
all I keep
of that dead friendship.

As for my false friend,
I’ll never
say her name again.

The plant is hardy.
I like it:
a tough survivor.

Both writtem 25/5/10

2 comments:

  1. These are poignant and evocative.

    Dear Aunty Ev, oh I felt her fear and your emotions, reluctant to write the eulogy. And the hardy plant that is all that remains of a dead friendship...excellent sequences!

    I will be by to savor more.

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  2. Thank you for the lovely comment!

    (Sorry I only just found it.)

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