Thursday, 4 October 2012

The Thursday Poem

Young Woman Reading by a Window - Delphin Enjolras

6 A.M. Thoughts

As soon as you wake they come blundering in
Like puppies or importunate children;
What was a landscape emerging from mist
Becomes at once a disordered garden.

And the mess they trail with them!  Embarrassments,
Anger, lust, fear - in fact the whole pig-pen;
And who'll clean it up?  No hope for sleep now -
Just heave yourself out, make the tea, and give in.

Dick Davis
(18th April 1945 - )

from the book: Poem for the Day One

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