POETRY IS LIKE TAKING A DEEP BREATH

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

WHAT IF THIS ROAD





What if this road, that has held no surprises
these many years, decided not to go
home after all; what if it could turn
left or right with no more ado
than a kite-tail? What if its tarry skin
were like a long, subtle bolt of cloth,
that is shaken and rolled out, and takes
a new shape from the contours beneath?
And if it chose to lay itself down
in a new way; around a blind corner,
across hills you must climb without knowing
what's on the other side; who would not hanker
to be going, at all risks? Who wants to know
a story's end, or where a road will go?


Sheenagh Pugh
1950

5 comments:

  1. She is so good. I love this poem. Thank you, Friko.

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  2. Beautiful poem Thank you for sharing!

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  3. I always look forward to your postings here--and you never disappoint. The image is again a perfect fit for the poem.

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  4. I also look forward to surprises on the road.

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