Poetry Magazines - The best collection of poetry magazines online - Simon Armitage

Poetry Library Southbank Centre - The Poetry Library housing the Arts Council Collection at Southbank Centre

« Previous item
Contents of this issue
Next item »

C. H. Sisson

print this page

Anchises

This is my proper order: sightlessness,
The invisible pack hunting the visible air.
There are those who exist, but it is not I.
Existent are: bodies, although their existence is
Not proven; tremors
Through the vast air expecting some other thing
Not known, or hopeless, or else hoped for and lost.
One could devise invisibility,
Walking by it as if it were not obligatory
As it is with me, moi qui n’existe pas
Non sum, therefore non cogito, though there are shapes
Upon a mind I sometimes take to be mine.
This is not much to show for sixty years
Here by the Latin gate, or where the Baltic
Spreads its white arms over the barren sand.
Do not number me on this sea-shore
Where the effete light from the north
Floods down over the ice-cap. I came from Troy,
It was not after she had ended, but before.

 

Page(s) 33

Back to top