Edwin Brock Poems

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1.
These Old Songs

grow in the mind,
their rhymes chiming endlessly
with the sound of feet walking
or rain falling or being taken up
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2.
Tas In March

White on dark water, so stark
I leave my binoculars behind
and watch with bare red eyes
two swans, taut with sexuality,
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3.
The Sea, The Sea

In a house
at the edge of a cliff
you can hear the sea
even with the windows closed
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4.
Morston Marshes

Into this muddy coastline
the North Sea seeps silently
twice a day
under the kestrel's weather eye
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5.
Winterton

It is a sinking
into sand; marram grass
too sharp to lie on; eyes
stinging in the wind, and
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6.
The Ghost Dancer

It is surprising to be here, now,
among these people at the end.
Far way, or so it seems, from
anywhere where anything happened.
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