Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday 26 September 2015

In Memoriam

P.J. Kavanagh, a poet who declared himself Irish
but who was quintessentially, impenetrably
third-generation English,
and declared:
                        I declare my triumphant uselessness, and sing
of, for example:
...yesterday a mist
draped shrubbery in white, like frost
(new cobwebs, dewed, in layers).
 
I wrote of that, as though no wars,
diseases, prisons, others’ cares
affected me one jot.

And he concurred with the great and (of course) unrecognised English poet Peter Reading: 

Phoney-rustic bards,
Spare us your thoughts about birds.

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