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||Edwin Drood's Column
||29 January 2013
|All we have seen of Edwin this week is the tail end of Miranda disappearing beyond|
the snowbound horizon. So, time once again for a poem by Hugh Featherstone.
|On falling into Casablanca by accident
Don't come to me with questions I can't answer
who have lived my life in half light
ignorant of the world and all its colours
who have never seen the southern cross
have never raced the moon and lost
but lived in safety these long years
I need your answers more than you do mine
so tell me how to play this thing from here
Because I never asked for glory
indeed, those whom the gods choose to ignore
first they make bland, I never planned
to emerge a hero on this pagan shore
and I'd give the job up right now if I could
that is, if it weren't for the girl
But the way she looks at me instead of you
tells me worlds about the two of us
and I see, that when morning comes
and the man with the visas doesn't show
and the dubious car emerges from the fog
either you or I or the girl will go
Well, it can't come soon enough for me
I'm ready to kick the sun straight up the sky
please, don't ask me why, for I don't know
but today's the day the mailman bites the dog
From Bird under water, a selection of poems by Hugh Featherstone
© Hugh Featherstone
Another poem from this selection will appear next time the Drood's away.
The Bird under water homepage includes a foreword by Hugh Featherstone
and a linked list of the poems as they appear.
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