posted on February 18, 2015 at 10:45 pm
hemming away

hemming away

the oblong sky behind me

the purple sea before me

the undulating fields of elysium with waving grain

laying down silently beside someone long now gone

whispering those words in languages already forgotten

telling them about the glorious sunset of an empire expired

and how we loved one another through almost endless nights

telling them about the way the world looks now in a new light

with the muted dawn dappled upon a morning from antiquity

i stand up nearly young again an impossible reversal i know

look at those black black crows in that oblong sky

the shapes on the hillside like men from a distance

for a moment i freeze a frame in my mind

with a sensation of nausea i am able to zoom up close

i see the salt in the air eating the metal

i see the columbine wind twist among the gravestones

i feel my old wounds which split up time

the ache of the clamour of the blood of the charge

my boys rushing rushing into arcing dark darts

i thought i’d never see you amongst these tombs

i thought the moss and flowers had reclaimed you

i thought you had wandered away scattered as in life

i thought maybe it is me who has evaporated

nothing seems that real as when we were children i say

it could easily be a memory i am living in my own past

a cracked fountain against the oblong sky

its too warm to sleep but its too late to dream

in the hollow at the foot of my bed a cat spirit sleeps

in the arches of dianas temple a guarding angel watches on

in black marble mausoleum you will have your say

in white mist of morning you will go your way

oblong sky straight ahead

expect delay

 

15 Responses to “the oblong sky”

  1. avatar
    jeremy_earl | 18 February 2015 at 11:25 pm #

    Funny this should come up on facebook just as I’m listening to Miscellanea. Have a great tour of the U.S. 🙂

  2. etta
    etta | 19 February 2015 at 6:27 am #

    Oh lil girls n boys blue
    Who belong to
    Land sea and sky
    Woe begone for
    No wobbegong
    Can make you die 🙂

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    Fernicola | 19 February 2015 at 11:15 am #

    Gosh, that’s beautiful,
    Oblong hey? I now have a new memory of the word. I remember using that word in Primary school and setting the whole class in fits of laughter – Plebs LOL 🙂
    Kerrie

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    veleska1970 | 19 February 2015 at 9:43 pm #

    <3

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    Chris | 20 February 2015 at 12:16 am #

    what a tapestry of imagining and art and poetry life eventually becomes…wondrous…Elysium is now perhaps…

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    davem | 20 February 2015 at 7:58 am #

    Travel safely
    x

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    Chris | 20 February 2015 at 12:43 pm #

    this has a wonderful ‘o what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, alone and palely loitering?’ quality…noble

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    davem | 20 February 2015 at 6:08 pm #

    That is such fantastic news. Thank-you so much. I’ll be coming to all dates in Europe if you do manage a mini-tour in the big cities.

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    Michel | 20 February 2015 at 7:26 pm #

    Have a nice US Tour ! Long way from Vancouver to Austin…
    I notice there is no stop in The Church songs this time : Miami, Louisiana, Columbus, Buffalo…am I forgetting any other ?
    See you in Barcelona, London or elsewhere soon I hope.

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    cetaceus1 | 13 May 2015 at 3:28 am #

    The desire to be young again. I’m 42 and I feel like life has passed me by. I don’t work; I’m a Disability Support pensioner. I used to have a four-track but I lent it to a neighbour and was too shy to ask for it back when I moved. I play drums, guitar, bass, to an adequate level to record; at least I used to. I don’t know anymore because I had to pawn my drumkit and electric guitar in order to move into government housing. My bass and classical guitar sit rotting against a spare space of wall. There’s no powerpoint near my single bass amplifier. I guess I’ll be forever undiscovered. I’m glad this didn’t happen to you, that you found the right people.

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      cetaceus1 | 13 May 2015 at 3:37 am #

      I do have hope that one is never too old; just need that recorder.


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