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by Mervyn; Morris


  & please to

  let me linger

  in the memory of a few

  close friends & family

  a month or two

  A BIRTHDAY POEM

  Peel-head john-crow circling

  year after year habitually conveys

  congratulations dead on time;

  each year it wheezes, hovering:

  ‘Happy birthday: you decline

  hereafter, everything decays.’

  Supernal mockery presents

  that gliding messenger on time

  each year, in pantomime

  of blessing, wry malevolence

  of joy before our wasting innocence.

  HISTORIAN

  for Elsa Goveia

  & here we are

  remembering

  the dark

  woman who

  searched out meaning

  in the dust

  & left us

  the enigma of her

  going

  JAMAICAN DANCE #2

  for Oswald Russell

  Bereavement singing

  from the instrument,

  interrogating death,

  the nine-night

  in your left hand

  wringing grief.

  Birds twittering

  their fore-day call

  and response.

  Sammy dead-oh,

  Sammy dead-oh.

  Bawl, woman, bawl.

  THE DAY MY FATHER DIED

  The day my father died

  I could not cry;

  My mother cried,

  Not I.

  His face on the pillow

  In the dim light

  Wrote mourning to me,

  Black and white.

  We saw him struggle,

  Stiffen, relax;

  The face fell empty,

  Dead as wax.

  I’d read of death

  But never seen.

  My father’s face, I swear,

  Was not serene.

  Topple that lie,

  However appealing:

  That face was absence

  Of all feeling.

  My mother’s tears were my tears,

  Each sob shook me:

  The pain of death is living,

  The dead are free.

  For me my father’s death

  Was mother’s sorrow;

  That day was her day.

  Loss was tomorrow.

  YOUNG WIDOW, GRAVE

  A wreath of mourners

  at the grave. It gapes.

  The people sing.

  The service isn’t meaning anything.

  His secretary’s legs look sleek in black.

  The widow’s looking farther back.

  Across the gap, now flower-choked,

  her swollen eyes have stumbled on

  another man she lost; who poked

  the fire, and when it stirred was gone.

  That was another death.

  FAREWELL FUNCTION

  he basked in admiration

  dreaming

  paradise

  until

  his metamorphosis

  into a morbid

  out-of-body witness

  at the operation

  like a patient etherized

  returning

  from the edge

  & catching an obituary

  draught

  GARDEN

  after a shower

  blackbirds preening on the grass

  dressing for heaven

  TERMINAL

  She’s withering

  before our eyes

  and no one

  noticeably

  cries

  We do

  the hopeful

  ritual

  each day

  we bring

  fresh fruit

  we prattle

  and we pray

  for hours

  Her room

  is heavy

  with the scent

  of flowers

  A CHANT AGAINST DEATH

  for Aidan & Ruth

  say family

  say friends

  say wife

  say love

  say life

  say learning

  laughter

  sunlight

  rain

  say cycle

  circle

  music

  memory

  say night & day

  say sun & moon

  say

  see you soon

  POSTCARD

  from Longarone

  Green fields

  a vineyard

  red-roofed cottages

  a farmer & his dog

  before the flood

  & here

  at panel two

  grey miles of waste

  a desolating tract

  What countervailing

  message

  do you scrawl

  on this

  this glossy memento

  mori

  MY RODNEY POEM

  for Eddie Baugh

  & in memory of Walter

  I

  He lived

  a simple life

  He was a man

  who cared

  when anybody hurt

  not just the wretched

  of the earth

  He dared

  to be involved

  in nurturing

  upheavals

  II

  Frustrated by

  the host of evils

  he seemed to me a good

  man reaching for the moon

  He died

  too soon

  EPITAPH

  for Nita Barrow

  Unusually perceptive human being,

  genial, compassionate and wise,

  she helped us see what she was seeing,

  our true potential playing in her eyes.

  SOPRANO

  they say

  she sang her heart out

  day before she died

  truth is

  she sang her heart out

  time after time

  just like the day before

  she soared

  into another life

  still singing

  heaven

  LYING IN STATE

  Viewing the body endlessly

  the people pass

  tearfully relearning

  that flesh is grass.

  We’re shuffling along

  (the ritual declares)

  to celebrate another life.

  We mask our fears.

  Peering at the face of death

  the people pass

  fearfully relearning:

  All flesh is grass.

  A DAUGHTER’S RECOLLECTION

  My father smoked

  and smoking killed him

  in the end

  but I’m remembering

  that in my childhood

  when he wiped my tears

  the magic-making

  handkerchief

  smelt always

  of tobacco

  EXHIBITION

  His early work was radiant

  (‘resolutely sane’, she said)

  before the demons took him

  to the shadow in his head.

  Aficionados talk us through

  the middle period, elegantly dread,

  to what they call ‘exhilarating darkness’

  now he’s dead.

  AU REVOIR

  He loved her madly,

  cherishing her witty candour,

  raunchy jokes,

  tenacious joie de vivre.

  After she left him for a nursing home,

  each evening at their silent bungalow

  the table would be set for two

  and he would dine alone.

  Last week Thursday, on his birthday,

  after a whisky in the fading light,

  he heard her breathe
, ‘Enough’.

  He wiped his eyes and, like a courtier,

  bowed low to kiss her shrivelled hand.

  GRANNY

  When Granny died

  I stumbled in and out

  her place, remembering

  banana porridge, fumbling

  her dog-eared bible,

  faded bedspread,

  musty cushions, hugging

  memories of her love.

  From the overflowing funeral

  this fingled programme

  is a talisman I carry

  everywhere. Love is with me still.

  DINNER PARTY

  Between convivial

  flashes of hilarity

  a brooding presence.

  Half his friends have died,

  and each white bird

  is like a premonition.

  He shuffles towards

  the car door, struggles in

  and waves goodbye.

  DIPTYCH

  I

  when the wild guitarist

  making too much noise

  was thrown out by

  his wutliss friend

  he hanged himself

  the day the music stopped

  i came by

  & was blasted

  by the poui tree’s

  golden indifference

  II

  when the drunken painter

  messing up the place

  was thrown out by

  the woman paying the rent

  he hanged himself

  & when he died

  she gave away his last

  pathetic canvasses

  of sombre figures

  & the poui weeping gold

  LEGION

  1

  in the agonising

  calm

  a self-

  destructive dread

  erupted

  from the boneyard

  howling

  2

  deadly bastard

  fucking up

  our lives

  an intimate

  disaster

  littering the tombstones

  with his shredded poems

  3

  dark dark dark

  inside

  the world i want

  to bury

  yerri mi mi nana

  yerri mi …

  CHECKING OUT

  I slam the door. ‘Dear, are you positive

  there’s nothing left?’ Well, no:

  something remains, I’m sure of that:

  some vestige of our lives in this bare flat

  will linger, some impulse will outlive

  our going, recycled in the flow

  of being. We never leave,

  we always have to go.

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  Some of these poems have appeared in the following journals and newspapers: Aqueduct, Ariel, Arts Review, Atlanta Review, Bim, Callaloo, Caribbean Quarterly, The Caribbean Writer, Cincinnati Poetry Review, English, Graham House Review, Greenfield Review, The Independent, International Portland Review, Interviewing the Caribbean, The Jamaica Daily News, The Jamaica Gleaner, Jamaica Journal, The Jamaica Sunday Observer, Kyk-Over-Al, The Literary Half-Yearly, Mississippi Review, Nimrod, Now, Obsidian III, Outposts, Pathways, Pepperpot, Planet, Poetry International, Poetry Wales, Poui, Public Opinion, Race Today, Savacou, Tapia, The Times Literary Supplement, Trinidad and Tobago Review, Wasafiri and World Literature Today.

  Copyright © Mervyn Morris 2017

  INDEX OF TITLES

  Acrobat 99

  Advisory 200

  Afro-Saxon 196

  After the Movie 49

  Anniversary Proceedings 120

  Another Wedding 113

  Asylum 45

  At a Poetry Reading 6

  At Church 151

  At Home 93

  Au Revoir 235

  Autograph Album 106

  Behind the Curtain 209

  A Birthday Poem 218

  Birthdays 13

  Boarding School 157

  Breaking Up 115

  Brief 193

  Cabal 194

  Casanova 72

  Case History, Jamaica 192

  The Castle 163

  Catch a Nigger 201

  Cave 9

  Centurion 138

  A Chant against Death 227

  Checking Out 240

  Chinese Boxes 18

  Communion 153

  A Conference Hymn 147

  Counsellor 41

  Critic 65

  Critique 48

  Dadd, Poor Dadd 43

  Data 50

  A Daughter’s Recollection 233

  The Day My Father Died 221

  Death and the Maiden 215

  Departure Lounge 114

  Dialogue for Dancers 81

  Dialogue for One 24

  Dinner Party 237

  Diptych 238

  A Drawing 4

  Dream 21

  Dreamtime 59

  The Early Rebels 171

  Encounter 47

  Endgame 71

  Epiphany 96

  Epitaph 230

  Eve 154

  Examination Centre 33

  Exhibition 234

  Fable 211

  Family Pictures 86

  Farewell Function 224

  Fete 185

  For 1865 199

  For a Son 90

  For Consciousness 202

  For Queen Elizabeth II 177

  The Forest 51

  Gaffes 20

  Games 94

  Garden 225

  Gardening 31

  Give T’anks 100

  Going through the Park 54

  Granny 236

  Greatest Show on Earth 208

  Grounation 174

  Guinea Pig 117

  Happy Hour 73

  Having Eyes that See 188

  Heritage 164

  Hey, Ref! 179

  Historian 219

  Home 112

  Homily 149

  The House Slave 197

  Housemaster at Work 159

  I Am the Man 198

  In the Garden 155

  Interface 105

  Interior 34

  Interlude 95

  Interview 108

  Jamaica 1979 167

  Jamaican Dance #2 220

  Jesus in Gethsemane 124

  Jesus on the Road 135

  John 140

  Joseph of Arimathaea 141

  Journey into the Interior 8

  Judas 126

  Lecturer 184

  Legion 239

  Literary Evening, Jamaica 165

  Little Boy Crying 91

  Living near the Zoo 210

  Love Is 88

  The Lovers 110

  Lying in State 232

  Malefactor (Left) 136

  Malefactor (Right) 137

  Mariners 23

  Mary Magdalene 142

  Mary (Mother) 139

  Maverick 173

  Meeting 189

  Meeting the Mage 213

  Memento 69

  A Memory 77

  The Militant 172

  Moment of Truth 74

  Montage 178

  Moth 107

  Mother of Judas, Mother of God 156

  Muntu 175

  Muse 28

  Museum Piece 42

  The Music Room 5

  My Rodney Poem 229

  Narcissus 206

  Night Flight 80

  North Coast Hotel 89

  Notice 22

  Nursery 191

  Oblation 30

  An Offering 85

  Omens 207

  On Campus, Murder 187

  Operation 111

  Outing 162

  Palimpsest 92

  Pantomime 78

  Parlour Game 82

  Peacetime 75

  Peelin Orange 7

  Persephone 79

  Peter 131

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bsp; Pilate 129

  Pilate’s Wife 128

  The Pledge 101

  A Poet of the People 205

  Poetry Workshop 52

  Politician Nightmare 195

  The Pond 25

  Post-Colonial Identity 176

  Postcard 228

  Praise the Lord 152

  Pre-Carnival Party 216

  Presences 119

  A Priest 125

  Progeny 14

  Prologue by the Maker 123

  Proposition One 109

  Pussycat 116

  Question Time 15

  A Reading 26

  The Reassurance 60

  Recreation 148

  Remembering John La Rose 190

 

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