Poetry Files – ‘Knowing’

I wrote this poem on a short break to my home ground of Sussex, whilst sitting at Brighton Pier, with the wind whipping up in my face, and the blustery sea air dulling my senses. It gave me a sense of an older time and I wrote the poem in an older style.

Knowing
There is a man thou knowest not
But fear he knoweth thee
At least insofar as much
As knowing can be.
And this makes thou much afeared
For it sets the world to rights
If he may be entranced, this gentleman
To make him both thine day and night.
Thy wish to return his affection
Unaware of whether his wine-soaked
Kisses are steeped in Mab’s poison,
Thy need to fall into his wide sea
Though thou cannot swim a fathom.
Thy leap from his mountain peak
Though Icarus’ wings thee have not.
Thy dream to nest in his tree,
Though it may be set with rot.
There is a man thou knowest not
But fear he knoweth thee
At least insofar as much
As knowing can be.

© 2011 Elizabeth Amisu

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