Giles Watson

Rookie (17th May 1968 / Southampton)

Giles Watson Poems

1. Convolvulus 8/26/2013
2. Downland Paths 8/26/2013
3. Downland Light 8/26/2013
4. Doubt 8/26/2013
5. The Spinning 8/26/2013
6. There Is A Friend Who Sticketh Closer 8/26/2013
7. Minotaur 8/26/2013
8. Pandora's Jar 8/26/2013
9. Uffington Churchyard 8/26/2013
10. Holdfasts 8/26/2013
11. Churchyard Blackbird 8/26/2013
12. Echo 8/26/2013
13. Hirundines 8/26/2013
14. They That Mourn 8/26/2013
15. Paper Angels 8/26/2013
16. Branwen To The Starling 8/26/2013
17. The Swallow 8/26/2013
18. Nixe 8/26/2013
19. Parish Ghosts 8/27/2013
20. Pisaura Mirabilis 8/27/2013
21. Blodeuwedd 8/28/2013
22. Ramparts 8/30/2013
23. Pearl: A Translation 8/27/2013
24. Arrowhead 8/27/2013
25. Rogationtide 8/27/2013
26. The Blessing 8/26/2013
27. Kingfisher 8/26/2013
28. A Kind Of Bright Darkness 8/14/2013
29. The Butcher's Wife 8/26/2013
30. Willowherb 8/27/2013
31. Morrigan 8/26/2013
32. Forget-Me-Not 8/26/2013
Best Poem of Giles Watson

Forget-Me-Not

'Forget me not, ' I thought you said,
and your gaze was straight and true.
I wondered, by your garden's edge,
could I disremember you?
The light refracted at your heart:
a warmth that radiated through.
'No, I dare not let them fade:
those powdered hues of pink and blue.'

'Forget me not, ' I hoped you said
as the summer bleached to white:
it was the hope that startled me,
like a swallow, into flight.
'Forget me not': I know it's true,
little flower of grace and light.
The time must come, whate'er I do
when I remember in the ...

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Downland Paths

Downland paths are arched to contours;
their flexed backs maned with broomrapes
and orchids. I have felt them shudder
when I walked them, as though vexed
by flies. Nostrils flare: sullen holes
where beeches have blown over. There are
vast eyelids lashed with stubble; dewponds
are their glazed corneas. A walker risks
being flipped over by a fetlock, when

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