Derek ThomasRymer

The Solitary entering
the pine's dark mystery

is seen to be (on zooming in)
some flummoxed ignoramus
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As down the stair tripped Christabel
Christabel she tripped and fell.

Her thought being set on death and birth
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This plain, very ordinary
almost - sorry to say - ugly
girl slumping ill-dressed
through sullen streets
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I recognised two familiar clowns.
She said to me:
The problem is, he's over strung.
I thought of
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I dreampt of a red pavilion
on a straw-yellow field
blurring in the holy light
of the sun's timeless beating.
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He taught me something
poor little Billy
nine, my age too.
Gently letting go
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