Expiations

<p>This is but a sampler and a rich smattering of verse – of all cadences and genres penned over a long period of time.</p><p>       These poems could at best howsoever fleetingly warm the heart soothe the disgruntled sensibility or allay the anxieties of the disturbed mind.</p><p>       The only interlarding thread in all of them is that rarefied sense of beauty that informs all poetic imagination.</p><p>       The reader could pause on the sounds the moods or the meanings of the Lyrics:  it doesn’t matter – each is part of the mythopoetic resonance of the stanzas.</p><p>       Occasionally the Verses old and new are endorsed to near and dear ones past and present: for such is the ever ongoing romance of life.</p><p>       I will hope they stir the waking spirit in the reader: and compel him or her to Look around yet again at the mystery and splendour of our existence in this grandiloquent Planetary Endowment within which we occupy a tiny space as restless reverberating nuclei of Pain and Desire that are our inexorable conjoint Destiny as humans.</p><p>       The selection is made across a very long canvas dating back to 1968.  Each is representative as a loyal echo of the period the mood and the context.</p><p>       The verse is mere spoken music as I think but in measures of metre and rhyme.</p><p>       And words are deployed only as tonal instruments rather than items of syntax loaded with semantics.</p><p>       So the reader may read and <em>read in to</em> as S/he pleases.</p><p>       If these verses live on it is my hope that the individuals they are dedicated to shall also abide – forever.</p><p>       Finally the poetry of the universe is flung all around us: as Wordsworth had it: <em>‘O Listen for the vale profound is overflowing with the sound.’</em></p>