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Subject:

Re: newsub/grass

From:

Roger Collett <[log in to unmask]>

Reply-To:

The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>

Date:

Tue, 15 Apr 2003 23:47:01 +0100

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Gerard Manley Hopkins

R


----- Original Message -----
From: "hui dewar" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, April 15, 2003 9:24 AM
Subject: Re: newsub/grass


> Arthur,
>
> Thanks for reading it. Who is GMH?
>
> Colin
>
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "arthur seeley" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Monday, April 14, 2003 8:23 AM
> Subject: Re: newsub/grass
>
>
> > 'Long live the wet and the wilderness yet' ( GMH)
> > Lovely poem Colin .  thank you for the read. Arthur.
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Colin dewar" <[log in to unmask]>
> > To: <[log in to unmask]>
> > Sent: Thursday, April 10, 2003 11:19 PM
> > Subject: newsub/grass
> >
> >
> > > Uncut Grass
> > >
> > > We didn't cut the grass this year
> > > and now we are lost at sea.
> > > We guess at the form of the wind
> > > from the bellying of green.
> > > I drop anchor where my daughter
> > > tugs at stems and sneezes.
> > >
> > > We learn flowers,
> > > wave upon wave,
> > > dandelion and lady's smock -
> > > yellow and violet on a spring day,
> > > clover in summer
> > > and when we think them ended,
> > > hawkbit like another dandelion
> > > runs to the sky.
> > >
> > > At night the hawkbit closes
> > > and I perform Tai Chi
> > > with the grass tugging my ankles,
> > > wetting my socks under a Summer moon.
> > > At dawn it opens
> > > in brotherly colour to meet the sun.
> > >
> > > When the sun shines we hang out washing to dry.
> > > Bed clothes flap blankly
> > > and shirts and trousers
> > > dance like other selves
> > > on adventurous swell.
> > > I live with sail cloth
> > > as it bounces and billows
> > > to tug itself free.
> > >
> > > Tide after tide of changes
> > > as months go by.
> > > Seedlings of ash and sycamore
> > > are poised to take over,
> > > stretch darkness above our heads.
> > > Must I reach for my blade,
> > > be farmer not sailor,
> > > store hay year after year?
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Colin
> >
> >

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