In the uncomfortably quiet streets

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Opening scene from Blue Velvet

The Desolate Spaces
 
We need our ghosts like poems
 
Especially the kind
That cling to the palate
 
The kind of ghosts that belong
To no program
 
The kind of poems that cling
To the roof of your mouth
Like home-made wine
 
I have poetry you said
 
I have poetry
I have need
Of nothing else
 
I have poetry
 
Nobody except everybody
Taught me
 
Now I need only everything
 
Nothing else.
 


Giants
 
This morning I woke up scared for
In my dream I was poet
 
I was a poet in my nightmare
 
Worst of all I think
In the uncomfortably quiet streets
I think I may have been
The only poet
 
Streets like the streets
In Blue Velvet or Land of the Giants.


 
The Last Book
 
This beautiful notebook
Sounds like the sea
Full of scratches and bites
 
Mayakovsky
Wrote that a good notebook
And understanding how to use it
Are more important than
Just about anything
 
I am extra careful
I carry a beautiful library around with me everywhere
In a stone
Small sharp white no black
Imbued with the nothing of ages
Carrying everything dangerous
Dangerously self-educated
A boatload of navigators learning new tongues
After nothing more than a fair crack at happiness
 
Poetry they tell us
Is always a new page
Nestled in between the lines
Of the old page
 
In the last book.


John Falzon

Dr John Falzon is Chief Executive of the St Vincent de Paul Society National Council and is author of The Language of the Unheard (2012).

Topic tags: John Falzon, modern Australian poetry

 

 

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Wow. So gently confronting. (Congratulations on your AM Dr Falzon, well deserved).
Pam | 15 June 2015


A man of many hats. Thank you John
Trish Taylor | 16 June 2015


Thanks for this beautiful gift to start the day.
Peter Goers | 16 June 2015


Ahhhhh. Poetry with a beautiful quietness at its centre. Thank you John.
Anna Summerfield | 19 June 2015


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