Selected Poems by Jean Garrigue
Author:Jean Garrigue [Garrigue, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Poetry, General
ISBN: 9780252062247
Google: m4sXQnbHxZgC
Amazon: 0252062248
Publisher: University of Illinois Press
Published: 1992-02-01T16:00:00+00:00
Epitaph for My Cat
And now my pampered beast
Who hated to be wet,
The rain falls all night
And you are under it.
Who liked to be warm,
Are cold as any stone,
Who kept so clean and neat,
Cast down in the dirt
Of deathâs filthy sport.
Pays Perdu
There are those days, vivid and pure,
When everything dazzles, new found.
It is on days like this that we understand Eden,
Old worlds of the Golden Hours.
What is it. It is vigor, freshness,
A sense of the flags of day flying free,
It is commodious harmony,
We have fallen into some deepest relation
With self, the sense, and the world,
We are at rest strenuously
For all has form, moves with vivacious fluidity.
Thenânothing that seems extraneous
From the voices of bells caught, parted and cast away
To the blazings of twenty butterflies
Bemused on a stalk of blue flowers.
As if we had composed the day
With the sleeping unseen at the back of the mind
And we neither faint nor pale.
âWhen we are happy we have other names.â
So it was on that day in the country
When my friend and I at large in a town
Fortified on its rock above a green river
(A champing and nervous force that had cut
Whole landscapes in two in its glacier course)
Started out at the height of noon
On the broad footpath by the river
Past gardens of garlic and artichoke
And groves of olive established in tiers.
It was in Provence and by the Var
In a country of vineyards and lizards
And the fragrance of many rough herbs in bloom,
St. Johnâs Eve, almost, and yet not come,
The perfect summer essence of the year.
Now, as we were along the way
We stopped to talk to a passerby
Proud to dispense the lore of the country,
A stranger herself, who spoke of a village
Far down the way, by the river, and of another
Far up in the mountains, hard if not impossible to find,
From which donkeys came down twice a week,
There being no road but a donkey track
And this track its only link with the world.
She herself had seen neither one
But she liked to think of them lurking
At the end of some straggling path. So did we,
And following her vague suggestion
That the one called Lacs, up in the mountains,
Was somewhere down and then up, set out,
Larky and confident.
This much we knew, that in an old country
That holds many bones, where life has been hard,
Where much dust of the nightingales
Is mixed with the dust of poppies
And the stubborn roots of valerian, and all
The medicinal sages
That in an old country crossed by centuries of animals and men
There are many paths possible to take.
Foxes and dogs made them first,
Horses and donkeys succeeded.
Then the paths were secured, steps were cut out,
Walls were erected.
An old country is criss-crossed with paths,
Short cuts to the crest of a mountain.
Look at some track up the terraces
Where the olive trees doze
And you ought to know it is going somewhere.
We took one on some such faith.
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