Helen Tookey

Two Poems And A Sequence

Twenty-Five Views of Japan
 
I
 
The better part of June
The cloudy sky
Behind a palisade
Gutters choking
 
 

II
 
Queer evergreens
Smooth and pallid
A sticky spire
Disconsolate on stormy days
 
 
III
 
A three-storeyed plainly built wooden structure
A small lake
Inner rectitude
Virtues of the unexpressed
 
 
IV
 
Little elbow-room
A cupboard and a gas stove
A crumpled tin
Cigarettes
 
 
V
 
A forest of stone cylinders
Something still alive
Unwilling to answer the summons
Foxes on pedestals
 
 
VI
 
Sweet-stuff and paper toys
Diameter of a sixpenny piece
A button or a box of matches
Simply indifferent
 
 
VII
 
Red azaleas
Green mats
Black butterflies
Perplexing
 
 
VIII
 
Not an island and not a tree
Symbolic or fantastic
Fidelity to the observed groupings
Exquisitely stylized
 
 
IX
 
A thousand islands of distinctive beauty
An electric train
So efficient
So anxious to strike a bargain
 
 
X
 
Prettily set with coloured offerings
Shinto mirrors
Copper or silver coin
Infinitely more vital
 
 
XI
 
Fresh-coloured and sharp-scented
Fiery scarlet red
Less beautiful – though very beautiful
Greenish-dark
 
 
XII
 
Bare elegance
Heavy snow
Cumbrous silks
Always harsh
 
 
XIII
A certain degree of austerity
A resilience that never flags
A pleasant but also a respectable institution
An aimless call
 
 
XIV
 
Shining bronze-pink leaves
Stone foxes
Paper windows
Silence
 
 
XV
 
Intricate as a feverish dream
Sugared American dance tunes
Anchored barges
A cluster of little bells
 
 
XVI
 
A dozen painted skiffs
A tufted island
A memento of the afternoon
Young maples
 
 
XVII
 
The voice of the American star
Queer elysium
The magic of a full-blown talkie
Platonic sensualist
 
 
XVIII
 
Tattered swallowtails
Fallen dryad with gauzy wings
Mechanical toys
Cruel paws
 
 
XIX
 
Thick viridian moss
Solemn stones
Fine breath of mounting steam
A nameless insect
 
 
XX
 
In the ‘modern style’
Vitreous green
A bough of blossoming cherry
Gold-stopped teeth
 
 
XXI
 
A secret
Till three o’clock or four o’clock
The passage-room
At midnight the last trams
 
 
XXII
 
Seven months
Our formality
A moment’s patience
Sometimes cheerful
 
 
XXIII
 
A double sliding-door
A curious mica finish
Narrow roof-joists
A casket
 
 
XXIV
 
Tumbled skyline
Pine-boughs
Grass-spears
Untroubled water
 
 
XXV
 
The garden beyond the fence
A clear but sunless sky
A shabby place
A pond, usually empty

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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