{"id":12280,"date":"2022-09-06T13:43:28","date_gmt":"2022-09-06T12:43:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.themanchesterreview.co.uk\/?p=12280"},"modified":"2024-11-26T20:26:21","modified_gmt":"2024-11-26T19:26:21","slug":"3-poems-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.themanchesterreview.co.uk\/?p=12280","title":{"rendered":"3 Poems"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2>Vicar prays on the beach<\/h2>\n<p>Steady upwards on his knees, ruminant<br \/>\nby stewing sea. Fear pestering him<br \/>\nlike a litter of pups. <em>Shhh<\/em>. These big waves<br \/>\nblot out the smallers. Irritated. Next to them<br \/>\nhe is a dragonfly of a thing<br \/>\nflitting the water\u2019s roof, not long<br \/>\nin the world: snapped in, snipped out.<\/p>\n<p>His footprints no doubt vanishing<br \/>\nbehind him. Pebbles murdering his kneecaps.<br \/>\nThe fast beat of wings inside his chest<br \/>\nthunderous in its way.<em> I am a scrap of balsa<\/em><br \/>\n<em>but still count as a landmark at this moment<\/em><br \/>\n&#8211; eyes listening, ears looking<br \/>\nhere very able and alive<br \/>\nin the middle of a tricky prospect.<\/p>\n<p>Faith coming through just legible<br \/>\nalmost violent<br \/>\nits hook dangling lazily in the current<br \/>\na prayer being brought to him as a spell &#8211;<br \/>\n<em>all of us on flock<\/em> &#8211; as he is lifted<br \/>\nsticking out his tongue<br \/>\ngathering raindrops in its hollow.<br \/>\nBecoming rain. <em>If such a thing were possible<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><!--nextpage--><\/p>\n<h2>The sun falls down<\/h2>\n<p>To lift the sun from where she\u2019s fallen in the stream<br \/>\nwould take two of us, and a cart in which to heave her<\/p>\n<p>wheeling her back to where the sky begins<br \/>\nto let her have another turn.<\/p>\n<p>She would be winking, ungainly, broad-backed<br \/>\nin the barrow, all mild and ribald. Drunken landlady<\/p>\n<p>bestowing white-gold on our faces<br \/>\njust as she\u2019s doing now: a manic disc<\/p>\n<p>simmering in the cloud-water<br \/>\nwhere the meadow detaches from itself.<\/p>\n<p>We don\u2019t mind that she\u2019s fallen &#8211;<br \/>\nwe\u2019ll help her up, of course we will.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><!--nextpage--><\/p>\n<h2>One night<\/h2>\n<p><em>After Robinson Jeffers<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I like it when<br \/>\nthe birds return<br \/>\nafter a storm:<\/p>\n<p>the voice of the first<br \/>\nto throw its notes out<br \/>\nlike a little net<\/p>\n<p>across the wet night<br \/>\nwhich is nearly dawn.<br \/>\nThe storm is not your own<\/p>\n<p>but a reflection of other forces.<br \/>\nNevertheless, I lay listening<br \/>\nthinking of you lying listening<\/p>\n<p>to each crack and ripple:<br \/>\nthe world thrown to the floor<br \/>\nand scorched in two.<\/p>\n<p>This after I dreamt<br \/>\nthe house was on fire<br \/>\nbut burning so slowly there was time<\/p>\n<p>to rescue every cup<br \/>\nand choose what to keep<br \/>\nat our leisure<\/p>\n<p>as if it was under our control<br \/>\nwhilst also completely out of it.<br \/>\nThe weather giving<\/p>\n<p>just as generously<br \/>\nto the last. 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