John Parish

Porcelain

John Parish


a darker garden this though pale with beauty 
in the louring of the rain 
how I long to break the silence 
where the moths & tigers play 

driving through the forest in the empty afternoon 
a Japanese car stalled inside a glade 
but the world is porcelain 
yes, the world is porcelain 

& the quiet nights with the friend who could not stay 
left the future all sundazed 

Alice Jude & Laura singing 
all our friends have come to stay 
they are laughing in the sunlight 
where the criss-cross fountains play 

sunlight on the empty house & sunlight on the fields 
the cul-de-sac, the lawn, the tracks, the lane 
but the world is porcelain 
yes, the world is porcelain 

still the evening will not come here 
& the stones are cracked & warm 
& the pool is filled with sunlight 
still the evening will not come