a vehicle licensed
to carry passengers
who sometimes have a greater imagination
than the poet
even perhaps get more from the poem
than the poet knowingly put in
which you must admit
if with a slight embarrassment
as you read the words of praise
is a divine joke
and from the divine viewpoint
very practical since
every reader is an invitation
for the poets to match their imagination
this entry – scrappy and unclear –produced a new conception:referring to the standard quotestradition offers, to be safe,before the bolder modern thoughts,it mentioned ‘Plato’s Cafe’…imagination leapt for joy:dazzling hubbub of philo-sophy,sunglassed and gesticulating;strong wine, expressive coffee…or should it be pronounced todayas genteel afternoon café?or, workmanlike, the niff and naffof greasy spoon and bikers’ caff?but thanks,…
yourself the immortal,yourself the infinite ?What have you gainedif you have never tasted in your lifethe deep longing to be free,the deep longing to be liberated?The spirit of the saints of all the ageswhispers in my ears –what have you gainedif you have never tastedthe joys of self-surrender?If your heart has not longedto make of…
so how about the ‘sustainable’ bit?How To Be a Saint isn’t yet in thatexpanding Idiot’s Guide serieshoweverthere is a Path, a Wayright at the tips of your fingersthough have your blood pressurechecked firstautomated complaintsand I’m sure I don’t needto spell that out for youthe one that you can’t even get through to make;the options that…
cor stone the crows!as we used to say in the dayswhen we could distinguish a crow from a lyre-bird…blimey, knock me dahn wiv a fev-ver!now if they called itThe National Bribery Competitionit might liven things upand reconnect politicians withtruth
to join it in wordless praise?
five toes walking youwhen your back feels tight;five senses yearningin the half-filled bed;five times memoryboth alive and dead.
