PN Review Print and Online Poetry Magazine
Most Read... Rebecca WattsThe Cult of the Noble Amateur
(PN Review 239)
Mark FordLetters And So It Goes
Letters from Young Mr Grace
(aka John Ashbery)

(PN Review 239)
Henry Kingon Toby Martinez de las Rivas
(PN Review 244)
Eavan BolandA Lyric Voice at Bay
(PN Review 121)
Vahni CapildeoOn Judging Prizes, & Reading More than Six Really Good Books
(PN Review 237)
M. Wynn ThomasThe Other Side of the Hedge
(PN Review 239)
Next Issue Jason Allen-Paisant, Reclaiming Time: On Blackness and Landscape Tara Bergin, Five Poems Miles Burrows, Icelandic Journal Jonathan Hirchfeld, Against Oblivion Colm Toibin, From Vinegar Hill
Poems Articles Interviews Reports Reviews Contributors
PNR 250 Poetry Archive Banner
Monthly Carcanet Books
PN Review Blog

This poem is taken from PN Review 31, Volume 9 Number 5, May - June 1983.

Poems Rachel Hadas
SANDPIPER LANE
 
Jetsam and spindrift. Sunspot, deckchair, wasp.
Resist the message coded in salt air
about the abdication of the gods
and their replacement by a sea-bright stare.

The jeremiads of disorder write
themselves: a scribble and a flash of spots
translate from flickerings into random notes
dappling this morning's earth-tones black and white.

Here sandy soil feeds nothing except weak
roots nuzzling down for water. Yet each spring
dry leaves appear, pale creepers cover everything
Feet deep in loam and mouths too full to speak,

over the hill the oaks and maples drink the summer lawn,
leafy hotels for all the sweeter birds.
We're left with winged simpletons. Somehow their babbled words
...


Searching, please wait... animated waiting image