Basil Bunting

 

English poet Basil Bunting

                                                                                                                    Rapallo (1932)

from Odes: 36 ["See! Their verses are laid"]

See! Their verses are laid

as mosaic gold to gold

gold to lapis lazuli

white marble to porphyry

stone shouldering stone, the dice

polished alike, there is

no cement seen and no gap

between stones as the frieze strides

to the impending apse:

the rays of many glories

forced to its focus forming

a glory neither of stone

nor metal, neither of words

nor verses, but of the light

shining upon no substance;

a glory not made

for which all else was made.

D. H. Lawrence

 from Pansies THE WHITE HORSE The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on and the horse looks at him in silence. They are s...