Wednesday 29 August 2012

Impossible Gifties 2: Poem by Sheena Blackhall




for Gift 2: Coffin and Gramophone — National Library of Scotland

Exit Music for a Dead Musician

Ego must die, when the duende comes,
Up from the past through mouths and hearts long dead
Music arises, swelling tide of blood
A cri de cœur of passion, rich and red

Let aeroplanes fly off, let boats arrive
Wherever men can travel, music goes
No narrow coffin ever held a song
A coronach’s more powerful than a rose

When the embroidered linen is set out
The shining knife lies by the marriage cake
Then, when the piper leads the couple in
A dead man dances to the Ceòl Beag

 © Sheena Blackhall 2012

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