For #WorldPoetryDay – a taster of my forthcoming collection, Silver Branch from @Awen_Books. Performed this from memory at Richard Austin’s ‘Feast of Friends’ a couple of years back here in #Stroud
The Bardic Academic
(reposted in memory of the families and victims of Manchester Arena)
Rising to the brightening fields
to the bridge of day and night
when all is in balance
briefly.
Friends, families, dog-walkers, gather
by the quickening stream
united by their mutual awe.
This morning a kingdom
holds its breath,
the day of the new moon,
the day of the Spring Equinox,
the day of the solar eclipse,
the sun entering Aries,
all the usual astrological mumbo-jumbo.
But the solar system is not our personal orrery.
The show is not for us,
although we act like it is.
Not full totality here,
but dramatic enough
for us to stand and stare
astonished,
as the moon takes a bite out of the sun,
Fenris’ rabid bite-marks
raising hackles of primal fear
beyond science and common sense.
Birds quieten, a wind stirs,
pets are bewildered.
Yet we…
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