16th November 00:04

[smokingboot]

Sprang out of my head, fully formed. That doesn't mean it's any good of course. But for good or ill, it made itself. The events in Poland might have been a midwife.

When the world ends
There's always going to be
someone sat on a toilet
with their pants around their ankles

Someone who wakes in the night
remembering they bought two pounds of mangos,
probably alphonsos, in the supermarket
and left them somewhere.

There's always going to be
that guy who looked at you and thought 'huh,'
and you looked back and thought 'huh,'
But it never happened because

We are in the business of unfinished business
We are wizards of the Never Never,
We have a few things to label yet,
We'll get round to it in the -

Comments

[bleodswean]

Yikes, that last line is so perfect I wish that I had thought of it. Nicely done. And the third stanza is palatably visual!

[smokingboot]

Thank you so much :-) X

[mallorys_camera]

Reminds me a little bit of Musee des Beaux Arts:

About suffering they were never wrong,
The old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position: how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood

Which is a huge compliment—Auden is my very favorite poet.

[smokingboot]

It's a magnificent poem, and a huge compliment. Thank you X