Poem of the month

STEVE GRIFFITHS POET

Dark energy

 

I was drained,

my juices leeched away,

the battery neglected.

I think of the Humber Hawk

abandoned on a verge

up on the Mynd,

of its return to nature

under the settlements

of dark moss on the rust,

and the buzzard

with its still wings

waiting for the furtive rabbits’

loss of concentration.

Even in the image

of abandonment, optimism.

Shadows in the fields,

earth clutching shallow roots

sympathetically,

unregarded bolts of darkness

hold things together.

 

Steve Griffiths 2012

POEM OF THE MONTH

 

My sixth Poem of the Month is also from Surfacing (2012, Cinnamon Press). It's a Long Mynd poem. The car's still there.

POEM OF THE MONTH - ARCHIVE

 

November 2018: Words (Surfacing, Cinnamon Press, 2012)

June 2018: Elegy for Betty Hutton (Surfacing, Cinnamon Press, 2012)

April 2018: The Horse's Mouth (1976, Anglesey Material, Rex Collings, 1980)

March 2018: Feedback from the Assessment Centre (Surfacing, Cinnamon Press, 2012)

February 2018: Patchworks

(1976, publ. Anglesey Material, Rex Collings, 1980; lightly revised 2018)

 

 

 

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