GreenishLady

Originally Blogging the Artist's Way. Thoughts, musings, experience of the 12-week course, January to March 2006. And after that?.... Life, creativity, writing. Where does it all meet? Here, perhaps.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Poetry Thursday - Rita Ann Higgins

Today's offering is from Ireland's bravest female poet - without doubt. She is described as spiky, untameable, rasping, sceptical, insistently good-humoured... but this poem is one of the gentler poems. A love-poem, but not as we usually know them. Allow me to introduce Rita Ann Higgins' Old Timers.


Old Timers

She loves the clockman;
she leans on his shoulder
from her bicycle,
cycling slowly
through a field.

Slightly out of step,
the botched hip job
leaves him
one foot shorter
than the other.

She adores him;
his slight tick-over
his offbeat with time
but never with her heart.

Children have worn a path
for these older lovers,
harmony not always seen,
the eye is good
but the heart is better.

They're heading for the pub now.
She loves the clockman;
she leans on his shoulder
from her bicycle.

On their return,
his short step less noticeable,
harmony more visible
as the falling together starts.

The treasured bicycle
now takes third place;
it trails like an unwanted relative,
uncle somebody.

When they hit home
he'll make the tea,
he'll rub her old feet,
they'll make yes and no sentences
for ages with love,

and if the voice is good
she'll sing out to her clockman
sweet youthful melodies,

making him forget
years, months, days,
minutes, seconds,
ticks, tocks,

until the only down-to-earth sound
is the click of her new teeth
as she whispers, gently,

'Love, oh love,
there's no time like the present.'


Rita Ann Higgins.

8 Comments:

At 6/4/06 7:18 pm, Blogger liz elayne said...

I love the line: his offbeat with time.

another beautiful poem. i am intrigued by her "spikier" work though. i will have to check some of it out.

thanks for sharing today...

 
At 6/4/06 8:53 pm, Blogger tess said...

This is so gentle and real. Thank you, as always, for bringing such beauty into our lives.

I especially like these lines:

his short step less noticeable,
harmony more visible
as the falling together starts.


they'll make yes and no sentences
for ages with love,

making him forget
years, months, days,
minutes, seconds,
ticks, tocks,

 
At 6/4/06 8:56 pm, Blogger harmonyinline said...

Its’ incredible, so perfect.

 
At 6/4/06 10:55 pm, Blogger Sky said...

Great new poem for me - thanks! Will check this poet out for more!

Thanks much!

 
At 6/4/06 10:57 pm, Blogger Dana said...

Oh, thank you for introducing me to Rita Ann Higgins. This is a delight to read, a poem you can really sink into.

 
At 7/4/06 11:22 am, Blogger Endment said...

This is really special ---
What a demonstration of that comfortable manifestation of caring - tea and foot rubbing

"There is no time like the present"

thank you for introducint me to this poet.

 
At 7/4/06 1:57 pm, Blogger Leah said...

mm, what a precious poem. thank you for sharing it. :-)

 
At 8/4/06 6:38 pm, Blogger Jill said...

That is so beautiful

 

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