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Polyphemus
Polyphemus (After: J.W.M. Turner) At dawn they’d spiked his Cyclopean eye As he still deeply dreamed in stupored sleep. Sightlessly bloodied, he had heard their shouts As, from beneath his giant sheep, they dropped And […]
Swan Song
Swan Song [In Memoriam: E. J. (Ted) Hughes] (Poet Laureate: 1984-98) i. The suddenness of his departure caught Some unawares, though he had clearly guessed The time of his migration far ahead Since, in his final months amongst us, he Published those private poems which comprise […]
Dreams
Dreams (Adapted from: A Theory for Art, stanza vi) Dreams may seem fragile eggshells, lying spurned In crowded farmyards’ trampling unconcerns, But over life’s worst hazards they prevail Since, while we dream, fresh triumphs cannot fail. Dreams are […]
Inspiration
Inspiration (From: A Theory for Art) Artists need inspiration. What is that? It is the yeast of creativity, (Which can be neither bought nor sold), without Whose beneficial influence a work Lacks lustre of the highest quality. It is a searchlight that reveals […]
Hylas
Hylas (After: J.W. Waterhouse) Leaving his fellow-Argonauts hunting fresh food Nearer the shore, (himself intent on water clean And cool), he chanced upon a lily-flowered pool Deep in the shady forest. As he filled his flask […]
Four Point Three Three (or: Manifolds of Experience)
Four Point Three Three (or: Manifolds of Experience) (An exercise, à la John Cage, in the detachment of voice from the auditory manifold of experience). * * * * * * * [1. The reader […]
Artists and Audiences
Artists and Audiences (From: A Theory for Art, Stanza xiv) Artists need audiences. Though their works Originate in personal concerns And private intuitions, (though composed In necessary solitude for thoughts’ And concentration’s sakes), they have to tell All who will heed them what is in […]
Byron
Byron Byron! Passionate pilgrim of the old Levant and – more Importantly – the secret inner-world that lives concealed Within the minds of those exiled from all they cherish most. You were the […]
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare Unrivalled master of fine metaphors. Your works strike lightnings through our clouded brains Revealing, to our startled senses, truths We could not not apprehend before out minds Perceived the brilliance of your verbal flares. The forceful thunder of your intellect Reverberates against the sounding-boards […]
Imagery
Imagery I draw in words what other sketch With pencils, and my draughtsmanship Must be as accurate as theirs To realise my images. I paint in phrases details which […]