Monday, September 12, 2011

Than Paper and a Pen by Mervyn Peake

Than paper and a pen
What is there, then
Needed besides
To make the cold ink burn?
Only a leaping brain;
Only the heart's hot tides;
Only the frond of a fern.

In the skull for a feeler,
Touching on pain-
(Neither hurter nor healer)
Touching on joy -
(Nor for love nor for gain)
Touching on all
for its singular stain.


cafe selavy said...

Beautiful all around.

Rhonda said...

Thanks CS! I must write something of my own someday soon...

br said...