Credo for a Certain Mood by Arthur Alexander (Lex) Banning

Heart, rest you lonely;
mind, be you still;
in words, in words only
set all my skill.

Longing, contend not
where the body repels;
discontent, rend not
my quiet with your spells.

Wit, do you fashion
a sword against fate,
imprison my passion
and keep close the gate.

For I, who walk coldly,
and always alone,
can only go boldly
if heart be as stone,

and mind be quiescent,
and feelings be numb,
and wit recrudescent,
while passion is dumb.

From: Banning, Lex, Everyman His Own Hamlet: Selected Poems, 1951, Futurian Press: Sydney, p. 9.

Date: 1951

By: Arthur Alexander (Lex) Banning (1921-1965)


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