One Last Poem

I had to decide which one to include. I wanted to use Dylan Thomas's Don't Go Gentle into that Good Night. But it is a little depressing for a last poem. But the link takes you to reading of it by Mr Thomas himself.

So what last poem?

I think I have to end with this one by Attila the Stockbroker, which I heard him perform in Leeds, oh back in 1994 or something. If you get the chance to see him, go to a performance.

Rain (Attila the Stockbroker)


is Grass.

The flooded lake

is a summer meadow.

So you, my darling,

being seven-tenths water,

are a cricket pitch.

And I am the heavy roller

in the morning dew.


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