{"id":4312,"date":"2022-08-27T15:09:34","date_gmt":"2022-08-27T19:09:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/creatureandcreator.ca\/?p=4312"},"modified":"2022-08-28T12:40:28","modified_gmt":"2022-08-28T16:40:28","slug":"windfall-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/creatureandcreator.ca\/?p=4312","title":{"rendered":"Windfall Light"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Windfall Light<\/em> is an old man\u2019s self-indulgence: a small book of poems written over the course of my life. The cover shows a painting by Paul Klee. The title comes from a poem by Dylan Thomas. Most of the poems are formal in style, although the rhymes are as often slant as regular. This post presents three poems from the book.<\/p>\n

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This poem is about a mother comforting her child<\/span><\/p>\n

Hush<\/strong><\/p>\n

A mother picks
\nUp her fussy child
\nAnd slowly rocks
\nFrom side to side
\nGently jogging
\nUp and down
\nThrice each swing
\nAbove the ground
\nLightly patting
\nBaby\u2019s back
\nWith a descant
\nMelody
\nThat finds a meter
\nFor the why
\nAnd resolves the need
\nTo cry.\u00a0<\/p>\n

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The following poem is about a photogravure of the ruins of Jedburgh Abbey (below). One can see through the photographer the outline of the grave before which he stands.<\/p>\n

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Francis Frith at Jedburgh<\/strong><\/p>\n

In the early days of photography,
\nand ever since, to catch a light that’s low
\nor change a sparkle into sheen,
\nthe exposure of the film was very slow,
\nand in this passing time the photographer
\ncould come into the field of view
\nand wait unmoving for a while, before
\ncovering the lens to start anew.
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\nThe walking-in and walking-out were all
\ntoo fast to cause a lasting trace
\nupon the film, but the standing still
\nwould leave upon the record of the place
\na clear, faint outline of the person,
\nthrough whose quiet transparency
\nthe ruined abbey, in all its undone
\ntruthfulness, we now can see.
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\nThe roof is open to the sky, the walls
\narrayed in sunlight, a grassy floor
\nnow covers the crumbled tiles,
\nand through the camera’s open door
\nthe old light of graves and broken stone
\ntakes through time a gentle passage
\nthrough the fading record of the man
\nwho caught himself within his image.
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The following sonnet is about the meeting in Emmaus after the crucifixion between two disciples and someone who they thought was Jesus (Luke<\/em> 24:13-32)<\/p>\n

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Emmaus<\/strong><\/p>\n

I am not the one who died upon the cross \u2013
\nYou really do not recognize me.
\nThat easy way to remedy your loss
\nIs just what your sorrow wants to see.
\nLook not for miracles to stop your grief \u2013
\nDeath is not followed by resurrection,
\nAnd mystery is not solved by false belief.
\nYou heard him clearly say that \u201cIt is done.\u201d
\nWe should simply remember what he taught:
\nI fill with wine our glasses to the brim
\nAnd new bread now break for us to eat;
\nBlessed be our life, though it be far too short.
\nAnd if you truly would remember him,
\nLove each and every one that you will meet.
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If you wish to obtain a physical copy of this book, I can send you one for 10 CAD (mainly to cover mailing costs) if you give me your mailing address. Payment can be made through an Interac e-Transfer<\/strong> to terry.picton@gmail.com<\/a>. If Interac<\/strong> is not possible, please contact me to suggest some other method of payment. Or if you would like a pdf copy of the book, just send me your email address. <\/p>\n

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