Poems from The Weir

For my eightieth birthday my family helped me to publish a selection of the poems I’ve written over the years, serious and lighter verse, poems for children and a few of the mass of poems I wrote for “Punch” during my seventeen years there. I have selected a few samples of each sort, in that order (see links below), and here is one for anyone who’d like to read the book itself.

The Weir

All, all of our lives,
We tumble over the moment,
Ahead, unreadable ferment,
Behind, the ordered stream.
But just as the moment arrives
Notice a change in the gleam?
A patch where the light is caught
By a surface drawn silky taut
With the expectation of fall?
This is our lives, all, all.

Copyright © Peter Dickinson 2007 

Other Poems from The Weir

Walking to School
Hedgerow Trees
Where Do You Get Your Ideas?
The Scapedog
“Corresponding De-Escalation”