Malcolm Evison

Rookie - 0 Points (15 June 1944 / Canterbury)

September Song - Poem by Malcolm Evison

Time past time yet to be
Discovered. I gaze out
Across the hills, the scene changes

Image merges into image. The clouds devour
The openness; still it is growing
No-one can capture the full and flowing
Taste of life, no-one has time enough

To even care. We do
What we must do to pass the time,
But why not more of it – just take it
Let it grow from us.

The sky grows, my eyes close
Once again. Trees and open fields,
Wind tears them all –

This one this all is mine

I breathe, I grow.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 6, 2006



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