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Wistfully Dreaming While Awake


Article # : 10775 

Section : THE ARTS
Issue Date : 3 / 1993  423 Words
Author : William Oxley
William Oxley is a British poet, translator, and philosopher.

       Nature's Sights and Sounds
       
       Flittering to and from your nest in hedge
       Oblivious of cat or human near,
       I am reminded once more of making's mystery
       By your self-effacing simple care
       And persistent gathering of material everywhere:
       A writhing worm within your beak's sharp wedge
       Of yellow or insect snapped to its last misery,
       Or wisp of dead grass borne through air
       To shore perhaps some wind-forced split
       In your secret fork-supported basket.
       
       In deep concentration of being, sun or rain
       You answer inner promptings to create,
       Spell out in feathered movement far more sure
       A pattern humans cannot imitate
       Save when purest inspiration may dictate,
       Though never with such ease or lack of pain.
       Yet all living things obey the same iron law,
       And that which makes the eager blackbird make
       Makes every one of us sometime in life
       An artist bent on harmonizing strife,
       
       And from the crudest things about us raise
       Some structure both of use and praise.
       
       
       The Unseen
       
       The lampshade throws its arc
       Of alert light. Far off
       stars swim like fish through night
       and buildings cast their beams
       glimmering cliffs or
       lordly monstrous shadows
       crowding a landscape
       once raw, once free, now hid.
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