Saturday, 3 August 2019

Flyleaf

"This book belongs to ME"
and where she lives is noted here,
the flyleaf record of her childish glee
at doing something clever, logically
extending her address to England,
Europe, World, The Universe.

Silly to an adult,
out of place, but why?
For that child starts to realise
in those few foolish words
the journey of the mind
discovering worlds within worlds.

When will she see as clearly again
the logic leading on
to the inevitable paradox
of the place of Man?

Inward and outward journeys start
within that child's head -
the distance of the stars
and the bones of the dead.

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