Neil Crawford

Rookie - 3 Points (29/04/56 / CHESTER, ENGLAND.)

Et In Aracadia Ego - Poem by Neil Crawford

You sit in the garden all afternoon
this drives me up the ivied wall.

I repair indoors to my keyboard
to tap out in the half light that I love

Romantic, idyllic, pastoral poems
about an England long faded from view.

This is the difference between we two,
you are in each miracle moment

while I can only watch the febrile seconds pass
on a merciless, slowing clock

recording their footprints
on a dust destined page.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is about being removed(by intellect) from reality and not being
in the moment.

For those who may not know - The title means 'I too was in Paradise'.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012

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