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Poetry at work

March 10, 2010

Making up for the fact that I am too busy (or distracted) to post any elaborate entry, I’m sharing with you the three poems that keep us company at work. Today has been a rather Robin Robertson-themed day so it’s not completely unrelated!

New Gravity
Treading through the half-light of ivy
and headstone, I see you in the distance
as I’m telling our daughter
about this place, this whole business:
a sister about to be born,
how a life’s new gravity suspends in water.
Under the oak, the fallen leaves
are pieces of the tree’s jigsaw;
by your father’s grave you are pressing acorns
into the shadows to seed.

Robin Robertson

Song

Whenas the rye reach to the chin,
And chop-cherry, chop-cherry ripe within,
Straw berries swimming in the cream,
And school-boys playing in the stream;
Then O, then O, then O my true love said,
Till that time come again,
She could not live a maid.

George Peele

The World

I saw Eternity the other night,
Like a great ring of pure and endless light,
All calm, as it was bright;
And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years,
Driv’n by the spheres
Like a vast shadow mov’d; in which the world
And all her train were hurl’d.

Henry Vaughan (We only have the Poems on the Underground exerpt but should really read the full poem)

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. March 10, 2010 16:51

    good to see these – thanks

  2. March 10, 2010 16:58

    i think they’re all good

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