Brian Patten (7 February 1946 / Liverpool / England)
'There's something new in the river,'
The fish said as it swam.
'It's got no scales, no fins and no gills,
And ignores the impassable dam.'
'There's something new in the trees.'
I heard a bloated thrush sing.
'It's got no beak, no claws, and no feathers,
And not even the ghost of a wing.'
'There's something new in the warren,'
Said the rabbit to the doe.
'It's got no fur, no eyes and no paws,
Yet digs further than we dare go.'
'There's something new in the whiteness,'
Said the snow-bright polar bear.
'I saw its shadow on a glacier,
But it left no pawmarks there.'
Through the animal kingdom
The news was spreading fast.
No beak, no claws, no feather,
No scales, no fur, no gills,
It lives in the trees and the water,
In the soil and the snow and the hills,
And it kills and it kills and it kills.
Brian Patten's Other Poems
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- Doubt shall not make an end of you
- Geography Lesson
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- I have changed the numbers on my watch
- In Tintagel Graveyard
- Minister for Exams
- Mr Ifonly
- Nor the Sun its Selling Power
- One Another’s Light
- Party Piece
- Remembering snow
- Simple lyric
- Sometimes it happens
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