Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond Poems
- Day Dream One day people will touch and talk perhaps ...
- The Man In The Bowler Hat I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable...
- Cats Cats no less liquid than their shadows Offer no angles ...
- Not Love Perhaps This is not Love, perhaps, Love that lays ...
- Birch Tree The birch tree in winter Leaning over the secret ...
- Attack On The Ad-Man This trumpeter of nothingness, ...
- Music This shape without space, This pattern without ...
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond (Birkenhead, July 19, 1902 - Chelsea, London May 13, 1962) was an English poet.
He went to Charterhouse School, but ran away at age 16. After studying at Liverpool University, he moved to London where he worked in bookshops, and also as a copywriter.
After avoiding military service in World War II, he later discovered he was unfit for service.
An eccentric and an Imagist, Tessimond wrote astute, elegant, urban poetry. He suffered from bipolar disorder, and received electro-convulsive therapy.
He first began to publish in the 1920s in literary magazines. He was to see three volumes of poetry were published during his ... more »
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One day people will touch and talk perhaps
And loving be natural as breathing and warm as
And people will untie themselves, as string is unknotted,
Unfold and yawn and stretch and spread their fingers,
Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed returned to the sea,
And work will be simple and swift
as a seagull flying,
And play will be casual and quiet
as a seagull settling,
And the clocks will stop, and no one will wonder
or care or notice,
And people will smile without reason,
Even in winter, even in the rain.