Thursday 21 June 2012

before the names

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I dream of the silence
the day before Adam came
to name the animals,

The gold skins newly dropped
from God's bright fingers, still
implicit with the light.






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A day like this, perhaps:
a winter whiteness
haunting the creation,

as we are sometimes
haunted by the space
we fill, or by the forms

we might have known
before the names,
 beyond the gloss of things.


John Burnside 






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Tuesday 5 June 2012

just by looking


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just by looking at the moon
the real ceases to be the real






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just by looking at the lily
the real ceases to be the real





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just by looking at the crack
the real ceases to be the real