Malcolm Evison

Rookie - 0 Points (15 June 1944 / Canterbury)

Seminarian - Poem by Malcolm Evison

A sanctuary, this studied room -
a sacred place without divinity.

Here he first began to scour
the weed-strewn paving of his mind -
thought-loads of words strove to devour
his piety.

The books, which thronged
his living space, provided sustenance -
a new found grace.

Alone,
a hermit walled in by abstractions,
striving to fill a god-shaped absence
with well-honed words.

Roomed in his study, studying his mind,
vacuity - that most tenacious weed -
has left him blind.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 17, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 17, 2005


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