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Unread 05-05-2018, 06:08 AM
John Isbell John Isbell is offline
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I guess I should say what I'm thinking here: would anyone like to post any country poems? A bit Romantic, but then why not after all?

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John

Update: here's an English one.


Limpid Pool

In England, it is light at 5 a.m.,
in late June. The cathedrals greet the dawn
in Durham, Ely, Lincoln, and the stone
is sun-touched and untroubled. All the birds
we saw in cases will be singing, and
such flowers as appear in June will be
at work, at this hour. In the coastal markets,
they’ll be unloading fish. The slippery
weight of them! Take one home with you, you won’t
regret your choice. Along the motorways
and byways, early traffic rumbles – past
the hedgerows and the lay-bys, past the tall
still-sleeping towns, the office blocks and spires –
en route from A to B. The corner shops
will open soon, as day begins; the sky
already is pale blue, and not a planet
swims in its limpid pool. I have a hunch
it might rain. For the day is long, and none
can guarantee the future. Off the coast
of England, in the North Sea, in the Channel,
or in the broad Atlantic, you will see
the shipping ride the sea swell, and the gulls
pursue it. Maybe there will come a scrap
or morsel fit for eating, in this dawn!

Oxford, 1.vii.2016

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