Robert Wylie Poems
|2.||Making The Best Of Things||8/9/2007|
|5.||The Turner Prize||8/19/2007|
|6.||Magnificent Parasite (The Thames Through London)||2/10/2008|
|8.||A Reading Of Minus Five||5/18/2008|
|10.||New Tricks Of The Trade||5/18/2008|
|11.||The Rowing Boy||8/19/2007|
|12.||Thirteen Ways Of Praising Dimitri Shostakovitch||8/19/2007|
|13.||I Will Spit||2/10/2008|
|14.||Camden Lock Market||2/10/2008|
|17.||Saint Martin's Steps||4/13/2007|
|18.||Small Scottish Seaside Towns||8/19/2007|
|19.||If The Memory||8/19/2007|
Comments about Robert Wylie
If The Memory
If the memory I have of you
Were small enough to fill a thimble
I would fill a thimble,
And keep it in my sight.
But, since the memory I have of you
Is battle-size, I will fill a field
Big enough for armies, and
Listen to their noise.
Should the memory I have of you
Diminish, then, through all my years,
I will find, again, the thimble,
And keep it filled within my sight.
No regrets about throwing
Cut-throat razors in the air,
And catching them in my teeth,
Such has been my life-long remedy
For the itch of boredom.
True, the risk is there
To miss, just that once,
And I would have minutes to reflect.