POEM: The Truth
The Truth
is beautiful
because it is true
no smear of color
no music
the particularity of pain
the authenticity of grief
a Sicilian quarry
at high noon
bedrock
The Truth
is beautiful
because it is true
no smear of color
no music
the particularity of pain
the authenticity of grief
a Sicilian quarry
at high noon
bedrock
The Desert Sun
1.
blinded by the desert sun
the Hebrew prophets
divined in darkness
a beauty deeper
than had been known
2.
an old retainer
of Charles The First
asked to defect
to Cromwell’s side
replied as follows
I have eaten
the king’s bread
for thirty years
I will not desert him
in his hour of need
3.
the beauty of the moral act
Aesthete
adrift on the couch
I spot a ship
my Chinese hat
a peasant’s handiwork
upon a ledge
the crown is a prow
breasting the waves
the brim a curve
curving seawards
Oh a ship
is a beautiful thing
even when at rest
dreaming of the open sea
Proust
the only paradise
according to Proust
is paradise lost
perhaps so
but one can always
read Proust
The Sport Of Kings
(with apologies to Hemingway)
I was fucking
a good-looking kid
from Baltimore
whose uncle owned
a great horse
(Spectacular Bid)
feeling like family
I rooted him home
to win the Derby
two weeks later
it was the Preakness
when he lost the Belmont
I felt like shit
then the kid
takes off for Maryland
when she gets back
it’s not the same
I don’t know
sometimes it seems
they don’t leave
a guy nothin’
Metaphysical Marv
do not be angry
I still pursue
the noblest man
is mainly water
and like that stream
by whose side
we lipped away
a lazy summer
my course is set
we both must follow
the lay of the land
Waugh
Evelyn Waugh
wrote the following
to know and love
another person
is the beginning
of all wisdom
if this is true
my darling Nan
my English girl
you have made me
the wisest fool
in all the world
love and loss
are the two
great themes
one girl will do
Holocaust!
the musical
the other night
over coffee
Laura and I
talked of poetry
I said the women
who hurt us most
are most valuable
to any writer
sceptical Laura
smiled and said
and what of those
who gave their hearts
I returned her smile
and threw the ace
they are the same