In Dorset last month one evening after tea – and till well after midnight – there were some excellent meteor showers.
Spread out on our backs, on a tumulus on the clifftops above Higher Eype, we watched them.
I wrote this haiku chain about it:
earthgrazers
(meteor showers over the dorset coast)
peckish at tea-time:
pot warmed, kettle on the boil
as the light draws in
around the cottage –
fog furling up from the sea
all this moist evening
our minds soaked, softened
in warm cups of reflection,
dunked choccy biscuits –
scones with clotted cream
and jam, gentleman’s relish
on hot buttered toast.
we climb up the hill
to the clifftop tumulus,
sheep and cows around –
the sky inking in
those unscrolled constellations
crawling with time’s myths,
scanning heaven for
asteroids and meteorites,
bright trails clustered in
radiating lights,
mirrored waves, blank deep waters
where night takes a breath,
and then we look out
– wide-eyed, longing no longer –
appetites replete,
scattered meteor showers
sketch the intermittent sky
with points of parting:
radiant perseids,
earthgrazers, cosmic debris –
while we watch, starstruck,
and only the dog
is still on the hunt for more,
chasing her own tail…
dorset, august 2013
(“earthgrazers”, by the way, are meteors which fly close to the horizon, slowly, in the early evening… i like the way it could just as well describe us humans – and animals, too – grazers all upon this earth)
It is a beautiful poem… as is the photograph… oh, and of course, Coco too.
thank you!
Oh but there is something awry with this comment posting thingie as it doesn’t let me just log in and post, thus avec gorgeous (photoshopped) image etc. etc. and now I feel like a strange grey ghost posting randomly around the web…
wordpress bots cannot distinguish between heartfelt praise and spam! this is why i moderate these still…
I like the poem, it gives a lovely feel of a special summer evening.
Some words keep resonating …
night takes a breath
longing no longer
we watch
intermittent sky
earthgrazers … like us, too 🙂
thank you very much, ashen!
Lovely! Nice contrast with the atmosphere and the cheeky humour at the end. I know exactly how that dog feels.
thanks jackie, and yes, re the dog, it wanted the hair of the dog that bit it, that’s for sure!
Daring, extraordinary poem, tackling the largest, most metaphysical themes.
Complex, scientific imagery mixed with domestic, homelly detail. Respect shown to both.
The meaning of the one grounded in the other.
An echoing resonance…