John Wilkinson

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A treatise divides between its several heads, yellow
safe as its green is matter-of-fact, ladies-mantle
bunched lustrous jar, converges & is close to oceanic -
No more no more. The earth bread, the millet, maize,
...

In summer
in country places
it's the custom yet
to fill
hearth or grate
...

They bash their fists on the asphalt playground, as if
they could crush the stone below; soft fists splinter
A) ache, B) pale white secure, C) deep white safeline
Sparks from the mica fan into veins, & tar-thick milk
...

If I let myself
freely to spill,
here is a wolf
amidst forest petals
...

The ubiquitous now come home to roost
Who'd went without space to occupy,

but eat the loving hearts & the tinned
wallpaper, pressing on the lonely beds.
...

bayoneted. If any will hear the truth must cling best
avoid blow dragonflies, cling on by nail-feasance
over a cataract which scours a giant curtain wall,
or was it short-of-time shrunk the unseeming aimless
...

So to test the water. Folded-wing hippogriffs
crowd the paved shadows, they'll be realised

lake from rill to shingle to humpback bridge
to this world, whose cinematic stiff, jewelled
...

Water glasses in and glass waters like an eye glasses over
To outstare : so waters rush down the glassy eye

Rolls behind the lustre it apportions, the eyes' armada
Bristling with quivers-full, ruddying like time-lapse orbits,
...

For Andrea Brady
As though the overcast might tweak
an airman's maps, his foretelling — 
as though in chains of stop-start
...

In memory of Sara Wilkinson and for Liz Miles
Eyelids, fall softly, from their gritted corners
chalk, let it drizzle,
let the streams flow
...

John Wilkinson Biography

John Wilkinson was born in London in 1953 and grew up in Cornwall and Devon. He gained a B.A. in English from the University of Cambridge in 1975 and passed a year at Harvard working on the poetry of John Wieners. Thereafter he trained as a psychiatric nurse and worked over twenty years in mental health services in England, being the Head of Mental Health and Assistant Director of Public Health at East London & The City Health Authority. From 2005-2010 Wilkinson was Writer in Residence and thereafter Research Professor in the Department of English at the University of Notre Dame in Indiana. Since 2010 he is a Professor of Practice of the Arts at the University of Chicago.)

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A treatise divides between its several heads, yellow
safe as its green is matter-of-fact, ladies-mantle
bunched lustrous jar, converges & is close to oceanic -
No more no more. The earth bread, the millet, maize,

the repeated cattle voluble as though on cranes' legs,
where shall these be put? A telephone put its reply
summarily before a priest calling, stands & clicks
divining-bones like callipers, adjusted so as to nod

agreement but in a separate context. It is a protocol
followed by true, farsighted men. Their fine yellow
hegemony spreads, in pollen unconstrained but keeping
bounds, lilts towards the future thought to include

a number of specifics. Take the colourful antidote
to irony, the sexual check on starvation, shuttles of
feverish remedies would swerve through roseate water
plump the little object I which wallowed & withered

& wallowed again on the lam like an ECHO virus; take
that ragamuffin seeds & multiplies, cursed to remain
orphaned ever within its own likenesses - it is clear,
is it not, is it not, is it not, blue heaven sweats.

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