The slant sword of Orion, three stars,
winter-bright, as though unsheathed
from distance and the dark;
the plumes of palms and eucalypts
against the indigo of night;
and to the south, the trembling white,
yellow and orange lights of Mexico.
And childhood touches me again,
when foreign meant exciting.
I love it, I almost say out loud –
wondering if I could leave it
for a man with a luminous spirit.
Which exile should I choose?
Oh child . . . our tragic flaws
choose for us, to which we are blind.
The lights on the mesa quiver,
and I nod: here is my fortune, chance,
the black plumage of palm trees
my wealth. So many lights!
Some garish and some dim;
some shine on misery, dead dreams
like a body shattered by a leap.
Time the Hunter and his bright Dog
move on. Only we stand still,
immigrants approaching port,
our precious, useless
past in our arms. Ludicrous,
the luggage we take,
the old photographs. The future
will be exile, a new world.
Along the shore of night,
like spirits of ancestors, the lights.
So we travel on earth seeking the terrain of Poetry, walking through wilderness and empty landscape or visiting those ancient sites like Dholavira in far-western Gujarat, or Mykenai in the Greek Peloponnese, or the Arawak campsite on eastern Carriacou in the Grenadine Windward Isles, pursuing that authenticity of experience in a form of antique material reality...
These are places, strange and vague situations where death is manifold and thoroughly extant to the careful eye. There are women’s bangles made of shell to be picked up from the saline dust or small copper beads and thin chert blades, or tiny obsidian arrow-heads that can be unhidden and disclosed beneath those bloody grey walls about the Lion Gate, or beautiful indented potsherds and ceramic fragments at the waterline where the Atlantic rolls out its long blue visceral waves...
Kevin McGrath 🐚Yoga of Poetry
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