Tuesday, February 1, 2011

"In The Wood Of The World Where Neither Of Them Is Lost"

Louis MacNeice's "Selva Oscura" brings to mind a quiet poem about two people who are not lost in a "dark wood."  The poem is by Stanley Cook (1922-1991), who deserves to be better known. 

                      Second Marriage

The sky stops crying and in a sudden smile
Of childish sunshine the rain steams on the roofs;
Widow who has married widower
Poses outside the Registry for photographs.

Their grown up children are there
And damp confetti like a burst from a bag
Accumulated from a morning's marriages
Is second-hand for them against the door.

In the wood of the world where neither of them is lost
They take each other by the hand politely;
Borrowers going to and from the Library
Pass through the group as if it were a ghost.

Stanley Cook, Woods Beyond a Cornfield: Collected Poems (1995).

                                              Stanley Roy Badmin
                 "Wharfedale Looking Towards Grassington, Yorkshire"


From My Easy Chair said...

Beautiful poem and artwork. Thank you for the introduction.

Stephen Pentz said...

From My Easy Chair: Thank you very much for visiting and commenting again. I'm pleased that you liked the poem and the painting. I have only recently discovered Stanley Cook's poetry, and am still exploring it.

Thanks again.