Thursday, June 10, 2010

Crow in Westminster Abbey: a Ted Hughes memorial

Down the river

On Tower Green,

Sleek ravens strut:

Their wings are clipped.

Crow is free to soar

His space, broad and high.

Through plumes of incense,

Sooty candle smoke.

Far below, tourists

Trample Chaucer's grave.

Crow feels the loss:

The north wind's absence

The missing green-brown

Palette of the moors,

But takes heart that

Something survives.

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