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January 2009
Secularity from the new editions 1 poetry pamphlet
I’d like to defend emotion against the benefactor of spirit, for
Feeling as we do, we are not part of your constituency -
Nor does wonder (the best of emotions) belong to you.
Beauty, therefore, is neither barbaric nor the function of the eternal
(Though the blank, hollow-eyed version is seen regularly in bulletins).
On the park bench, meanwhile, the nominal sceptic sits in the rain,
Staring into a mazy, bloodshot sky, showing a subtle appreciation of
Osmosis and a Spartan denial of the oligarchy of faith.
So I’d like to defend random variance, quirky, stickleback foresight and
Mortality and, in doing so, fly a tattered flag, not in prayer, but in reverence
To quasars, hummingbirds, river dolphins and the microscopic generalities
That created this poem which, in wishing you well on the journey,
I’d like to dedicate to your unfolding, unnoticed, neglected soul.
©Steve Thorp, 2008 |
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