Poetry Town began in 2015 with a weekly poem displayed in the window of Kirkdale Bookshop. Following overwhelmingly positive responses from customers we have decided to partner with Sydenham Arts to build on the idea and fill Sydenham with poetry not just by famous poets but by local people, both young and old.
21st September 2016
Say that the gift was given long ago-
the little cat that by the roadside cried so piteously
till lifted up and saved and that was love;
say that it takes all forms out of some human center
love given to serpents, to great clouded leopards moving
in snowstorms, and there is love in snowflakes, crystals, too.
So much love that catalogues must be kept by bees
out of the odors of the springtime grass,
and there is love in atoms that makes sapphires in the dark.
Only remember when you give such love
to mountain freshets or to trees that fall
you give yourself past every human shape
and nothing is recallable- it stays,
cries in the heart with winter and old age.
A girl’s eyes are a girl’s and once seen are forever.
So does the falcon perching, or the water ouzel
walking beneath waterfalls and icy torrents
perceive the great rain of the world go past
and if they see that way, so must the lover.