What use to me is an Ism?

What use to me is an Ism?

When face to face with a Chasm

Your hand, dear friend is a Prism

The angry just cause, a Spasm

 

(Homage to Stevie Smith

 

Not Waving But Drowning

“Nobody heard him the dead man,

But still he lay moaning:

I was much further out than you thought

And not waving but drowning.

 

Poor chap, he always loved larking

And now he’s dead

It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,

They said.

 

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always

(Still the dead one lay moaning)

I was much too far out all my life

And not waving but drowning”

 

 

 

 

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