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MTC
Cronin
The
Law of KindnessTo produce nothing But yourself Is the kindest action For the universe When pushed To swing like a little door That others May pass through To be an accident Of the world So that even your name Loses its grip Like a sleeping cat In the flowers You can ignore The lizard and the bird How kind is the sun To those With enough to do Just sitting around How kind The happiness of cucumbers And the nest full With spotty eggs And as if no more Than the residue Of a dream You might murmur To produce nothing But myself Is all the universe Expects today Pretty Rose for Rosalind Brydon Is our past a frieze we look upon in which we see every thing as we would have it—good or bad? The round vase is filled with the roses I would have liked to have been yours before your heart left to find its beat. Now together at the city train station a small white hawk has us mesmerised... Unlike us we think it has nowhere to go—we think we have a right to be free of any inconvenience! We would not recognise an open rose as a rose because we come from a world that cuts roses. Still, it is a world I trust. The crickety night is filled with bits of rain that fall from the trees and the strong-bodied moths bump our cheeks— Who was that child of yours we never met? Will you ever forgive my silence? |
| MTC Cronin has
published six books and three booklets of poetry, the most recent being
beautiful, unfinished Parable/Song/Canto/Poem
(Salt Publishing, UK, 2003). Her 2001 book, Talking to Neruda¹s Questions,
is being translated into Spanish by the poet, Juan Garrido Salgado and
a collection of her work is being translated into Bosnian by Tatjana
Lukic. She is currently working on her doctorate, The Law of Love Letters Prose,
Poems, Law & Desire, at UTS. Her next book, More or Less Than 1 - 100, is
forthcoming in September 2004 (Shearsman Press, UK) and another
collection is due out in the United States in 2005. email: MTC |