Prose Poems of the Month.


March 2021
"The Flying Swans"

At the ebb of day comes the tide of night

Carrying myriads of star flowers.


Suddenly I hear

In the vaste emptiness of the evening sky

The lightning flash of sounds

Shattering from the far to the far beyond.


O flying swans,

Tonight you have opened for me the door of silence.

Behind her veil, in earth, sky, water,

I heart the restless beating of wings.


I hear the countless voices of the human heart

Flying unseen…

From the dim past to the dim unblossomed future.


Hear, within my own breast

The fluttering of the homeless bird, which,

In company with countless others

Flies day and night.

The void of the universe is resounding with the music of wings...


“Not here, Not here. Somewhere far beyond...”.

Rabindranath Tagore. 1861 - 1941.

January 2021


"He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven".
W.B. Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Anthony Hopkins reads it beautifully, in this scene from "84 Charing Cross Road..."..click here...

December 2020


“The Minister for Exams”

When I was a child I sat an exam. The test was so simple
There was no way I could fail.

 Q1. Describe the taste of the moon
“It tastes like creation” I wrote,..”..”it has the flavour of sunlight”.

 Q2. What colour is love?
“Love is the colour of the water a man

lost in the desert finds”, I wrote..

 Q3. Why do snowflakes melt?
I wrote…”.. they melt because they fall
on the warm tongue of God”.

There were other questions. They were just as simple.

I described the grief of Adam when he was expelled from Eden.
I wrote down the weight of an elephant’s dream.

Yet today, many years later
For my living I sweep the street
…and clean out the toilets of the fat hotels

Why?     Because constantly I failed my exams. 

Why?     Well…let me set a test..

Q1. How large is a child’s imagination..?
Q2. How shallow is the soul of the Minister for Exams…..?

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Brian Patten


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