Schooling
Alone in the garden of little hopes,
I tell the light
to be herrings
and come in good time.
Poems on the topic: light
Poems on the topic “light” on Poets.by.
Refugees
Robbed of our light by the war,
too late to take
pleasure in talk,
I put on my night cloak.
Farmer (2)
We put in the ground
our business, our absence, ourselves—
nothing but light
in the evening fields.
Butsuzo
Three years ago I was stone,
free from pain, content—
no joy or urge.
I had a great deal of light,
one room,
and I sat.
Against nature
Unseasonable light:
war, arson,
a city.
Resolutions
I stay, I cannot stay
in my own head.
I have made more light
than the Lord
and resolve to sit
and resolve to make way
and be undone.
Light entertainment
light is an old acquaintance
come with a pick-axe into the cellar
a mad night-gown of silk
I wear it as an experiment
in walking upright
a private game
let it fall where it will
more real than any answer
that nothing on the stage
Boot
after all my hopes
alone with
an old boot
by the water
I attend to the light
GROWTH
Mind poised at
the tipping point
in a fantasy of perpetual motion
like an old-fashioned toy,
wooden bird hinged
at the hips that bends
again & again into
the undiminished fuel
of its reflection.
Last week, I saw
the sun in the surface
of a bog: it bubbled.
It trilled like a toad.
The alchemists
would be pleased, mercury
now lurks nearly everywhere.
Angler
A morning to fish:
as much light as
a found church.
No other money but lead.
Poet in public
I am the parrot
brought from the sea:
I speak like a ruffian
to the light.
The real news
Where the news is
is the news:
the fleet in the bay,
this wayward isle of noon,
a dinner of simple light.
Sometimes the parliament,
when all question whether
to pay some rose,
is found burning.
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