Malcolm Evison Poems

Time past time yet to be
Discovered. I gaze out
Across the hills, the scene changes
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Wearing the anguish
of old age
like some military honour,
he follows the cortege.
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Seeking a concrete image
to convey
a pre-stressed thought
I lay foundations
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Blackly embroidered
against the morning sky,
three trees.
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Absurd redemption of humanity -
how can I write
or mouth a ritual creed
which brings to life
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this is another poem
I started
to unite it all in one
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These visits are
by now routine -
on entering
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Misjudged by many of my peers,
betrayed by those in whom
I placed my trust. Today
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We don’t wait, we wonder
if now is the time
for songs to flow –
strive to illuminate
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Mist mellows, swathes
the bracken waste, moves
mountains and retrieves
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