Poem
David Kinloch
DELIUS IN GREZ
DELIUS IN GREZ
DELIUS IN GREZ
It is the walk backfrom the Paradise Garden
where a blind composer
has tap, tap, tapped
the hundred wells that live
within the village houses.
Behind blue shutters
he feeds down a pale
long rope of hands
and lets the springs
put eyes in all his fingers.
Now he hangs
an Autumn tree with music
which sheds itself
leaf by leaf by leaf,
this real, golden tree,
shivering with eyes,
hands, fingers.
© 2006, David Kinloch
David Kinloch
(United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, 1959)
David Kinloch was born in Glasgow in 1959 and educated at Glasgow and Oxford Universities. For many years a teacher of French language and literature, he now teaches creative writing and Scottish literature in the English Studies Department of the University of Strathclyde. His publications include four books of poetry, Dustie-Fute (Vennel Press, 1992), Paris-Forfar (Polygon, 1994), Un Tour d\'...
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DELIUS IN GREZ
It is the walk backfrom the Paradise Garden
where a blind composer
has tap, tap, tapped
the hundred wells that live
within the village houses.
Behind blue shutters
he feeds down a pale
long rope of hands
and lets the springs
put eyes in all his fingers.
Now he hangs
an Autumn tree with music
which sheds itself
leaf by leaf by leaf,
this real, golden tree,
shivering with eyes,
hands, fingers.
DELIUS IN GREZ
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