"Ponderynge together yestardayes promise, and two-dayes doyng"
(Hall's Chronicle - 1548)


"Goronigl gwyr yr Ynys" (Lewis Glyn Cothi - 1450)

Sunday, 11 March 2012

Turning Off


Sheepwool beaded with rain
snagged on a trailing stem of bramble.

I had never been this way before
though I have passed, not following,
the sign pointing off the main road,
but that day I turned,
came to the place on the sign,
took the path across a muddy field,
saw the snag of wet wool
wiry on its hooks of bramble
and the bare blackthorns in a scrappy hedge:

all these icons of knowing looming
out of the white shadows
of that pale day;

and horses, yes there were horses,
denying the melancholy of the mist,
from another world, chesnut brown
and vibrant as they galloped
across the field
affirming the significance
of a sign followed.

2 comments:

Francis said...

Wonderful Greg - a real Iris Murdoch "We read to know we're not alone" moment for me.

Expresses that percipient knowing of a sign received - of true dialogue. Unfortunately I usually ruin the experience by over-reflection at a later time!

Greg said...

Thanks Francis.

Certainly reading - and writing - to know we are not alone is a major motivating factor, in spite of at times thinking that writing is for its own sake.