Monday, January 12, 2009

Was There A Time

Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles
In children's circuses could stay their troubles?
There was a time they could cry over books,
But time was set its maggot on their track.
Under the arc of the sky they are unsafe.
What's never known is safest in this life.
Under the skysigns they who have no arms
Have cleanest hands, and, as the heartless ghost
Alone's unhurt, so the blind man sees best.
-Dylan Thomas



"Today I saw a great pavement among the clouds made of gray stones, bigger than a meadow. No one goes there. Only a heron. Today I saw a tree growing out of a high wall, and people walking on it far above the ground. Today I saw a poet look out of a narrow window. But the stone field that is lost in the clouds is what you'd like best. Nobody goes there. It's a good place to play games and to dream of things. I saw today a horse swimming in the top of a tower. I saw a million towers today. I saw clouds last night. I was cold. I was colder than ice. I have had no food. I have had no sleep."
-Mervyn Peake