Red Window Poems

2007; University of Missouri; Volume: 30; Issue: 3 Linguagem: Inglês

10.1353/mis.2007.0134

ISSN

1548-9930

Autores

Kerry Hardie,

Tópico(s)

Travel Writing and Literature

Resumo

Red Window Poems Kerry Hardie [Meet the Author] first waking the red window is open an island drifts past on a sea as tranquil as one of those mornings in childhood which may or may not have existed in a time you no longer remember but where all that you now fear or love began the island floats by as you lie there studying the frame of this window that shatters the wall as living has shattered your life letting the light pour in birds a fly-past of gannets across the square window great birds their cruciform shape laid flat on the sea the ink-dipped tips of their ivory wings yet sometimes his boot finds a wreckage of bird half-covered in wrack and a silting of sand dun-grey and fine fine bones pushing through [End Page 85] and small crawling things world-without-end-amen "and consolation forsakes a man"* what do we do at such times? such times which arrive unnoticed one morning to wake to the window its frame painted red a shining day floating beyond yet the window is only a window the red of its frame only red and the dog that looks up— the thump of her tail in the sunlight— is only a dog then consolation has truly forsaken a man and all he can do is wait without hope that those things that spoke to his heart will find voice again then he can live in the world again [End Page 86] when consolation returns it plods in the suck of the mud where the stubborn-haunched cattle stumble and slide through the stones of the broken fields it sits on the green wooden chair that the Dutchman had carried outside to set down facing the sea in that hour when the morning had promised it blows in the low sea-rain and seeps in fine drops from the stranded wool caught on the barbs of the fence when consolation returns it returns in the guise of love which is also pain Footnote * From "Transparence du Monde" by Jean Follain, translated by W.S. Merwin

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