Rob Dyer

Rookie (Dec.3,1934 / Palmerston North, New Zealand)

Rob Dyer Poems

1. To Iris Murdoch 12/12/2006
2. To My Wife (1988) 12/12/2006
3. Jesus' Chairs 12/12/2006
4. Summer's End At South Bristol, Maine 12/12/2006
5. On The Côte Sauvage. 12/12/2006
6. Ode Written In Cincinnati,1968 12/12/2006
7. From Six Great Barrier Elegies: 1. To The Pakeha 12/12/2006
8. From Six Great Barrier Elegies: 4. On Medlands Quay 12/12/2006
9. To Wittgenstein 7/28/2008
10. To A.D. 7/28/2008
11. Meeting On The Highway 7/28/2008
12. To Homer, From Pataua 7/28/2008
13. St. Maleu Sequence 7/28/2008
14. To Keri Hulme 7/28/2008
15. Te Kapa Ma Taraia 1. Sir Frederick Whitaker 7/28/2008
16. From Six Great Barrier Elegies: 6. To A Friend 7/28/2008
17. From Six Great Barrier Elegies: 5. Toys 7/28/2008
18. From Six Great Barrier Elegies: 2. The Grey Mare 7/28/2008
19. The Writer's Postscripts 7/28/2008
20. Translations/Adaptations: 4 Sappho 8/7/2008
21. Translations/Adaptations: 1 Ronsard 8/7/2008
22. Translations/Adaptations: 2 Spenser 8/7/2008
23. Translations/Adaptations: 3 From Sydney 8/7/2008
24. A Garden In Spring 12/12/2006
25. Thoughts On The Roman Palatine 12/12/2006
26. Elegy For The Fallen, September 11,2001 12/12/2006
27. Epitaph To Be Written On The Winds And Waves 12/12/2006
28. To Beatrice, Parthenos (1953, Preface To In Dangerous Silence) 8/7/2008
29. I Never Was On Crete 8/5/2009
30. Te Kapa Ma Taraia.7. Lt. Col. H.G. Dyer, Maori Battalion,1939-1942 12/12/2006
31. To Canberra (1957) 8/7/2008
32. To C.K. Stead (1957) 8/7/2008
33. Rilke's First Duino Elegy, Rewritten For Roxana Dyer 7/28/2008

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Best Poem of Rob Dyer

Rilke's First Duino Elegy, Rewritten For Roxana Dyer

The First Duino Elegy of Rilke
Rewritten for Roxana Dyer

Who, if I screamed,
from the ranks of the angels would hear me then?
Even imagine one took me suddenly in his arms:
who I am would be lost in his greater Being.
So beauty was nothing
but the beginning of nightmare, from which we will scarcely awake;
we marvel at beauty, because in the end it has never bothered
to destroy us. Every angel message first brings us terror.

So with strong restraint I choke back the temptation
of agonized sobbing. Oh who then to turn to
in need? Not angels, ...

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A Garden In Spring

A hillside garden in the evening gloom,
the wild white hawthorn in flower -
the man in the picture prays,

“Be my crown in the rattling hour,
let my life in the tomb
as the wild white thorn bud bursts into bloom.”

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