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Thursday, 17 May 2012

To Roland Robinson by Craig Powell

Within the city you became a ghost,
passionate, perhaps, with Irish indignation
but always an exile from the jubilation
of rock and orchid, flame in the screaming host

of morning parakeets: under the raw sun almost
you see the vision mock you. Yet our station
too is a lost country, we who in expectation
of truths or phantoms plod the treacherous coast

of human continents; and seeing again
the myth you gather from an unpeopled soil
are glad, yet must return to a graver toil

in town or city, ever by wind shoved
along the waste earth between the tribes of men
the sick, the brutal, and the always beloved.

From: http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/powell-craig/to-roland-robinson-0613025

Date: 1966

By: Craig Powell (1940- )