Dalí’s Clock 5, 6, & 7/7

“Though lovers be lost, love shall not;
and Death shall have no Dominion.”
Dylan Thomas

Dalí’s Clock 5, 6 , & 7 / 7

5

In a distant ward,

an alarm bell rings.

White rabbit

with a syringe;

dark tunnel

down which

I must plunge;

bitter draught

I must drain

to change

my life

forever.

I wait for Dalí’s giraffe

to burst into flame

and call me

with its voice

of fire.

6

I grasp

with fingers of gorse

at moon and stars.

Everything I touch

turns into gold.

Sleek

aureate plumage,

bright tiger’s eye

of this yellowhammer

chipping at

his block of song.

7

When I lose it, whatever it is,

my fingers pick at seams,

tissues, skirts, shirts, jeans,

or strip a label from a bottle;

or they break bread, or

there are so many things I can do,

personal things.

On the table,

a vacant cereal bowl,

a silver teaspoon in a saucer,

an empty teacup

returning my round moon stare.

My hands terminate

in pointless needles.

They unpick stitches;

then try to knit them

back together again.

8 thoughts on “Dalí’s Clock 5, 6, & 7/7

  1. My hands terminate

    in pointless needles.

    They unpick stitches;

    then try to knit them

    back together again.

    I loved the “pointless needles” continually working toward nothing. It is a humbling and thought-provoking piece.

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    • Thanks, Tanya. That’s the first poem from Though Lovers Be Lost. There are six in all and I’ll start the next one tomorrow. A very different sequence from the Oaxaca poems and the poetry so different from the prose.

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  2. Gorse is very much a part of life in South Wales, especially along the coast and on the hills. I always remember its bright yellow spring flowers. I enjoyed your virtual tours when you were doing them, too.

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  3. I like the references to the repetitive … The futility of the circle. When I did my virtual tour of Cornwall, the gorse was everywhere along the coast, so I can see the images in your poem.

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