Today is Mary Magdalene’s day. and continuing my sequence of sonnets written in response to the church year I post this for her. As usual you can hear the poem by clicking on its title or on the ‘play’ button
Men called you light so as to load you down,
And burden you with their own weight of sin,
A woman forced to cover and contain
Those seven devils sent by Everyman.
But one man set you free and took your part
One man knew and loved you to the core
The broken alabaster of your heart
Revealed to Him alone a hidden door,
Into a garden where the fountain sealed,
Could flow at last for him in healing tears,
Till, in another garden, he revealed
The perfect Love that cast out all your fears,
And quickened you with loves own sway and swing,
As light and lovely as the news you bring.
Well,I am back from California and soon I will post an account of my many adventures there. Meantime here is a poem which seemed to make lots of connections when I read it at my various poetry readings in San Francisco. Bob Dylan’s 70th Birthday celebrations were still stirring my dull roots with spring rain, mixing memory and Desire, so the echoes of his voice, and the exigencies of the Girton Poetry Group stirred me on to this. For more information on the ever-intricate and wonderful poetic form which is the Pantoum check out this site. I would enjoy it if any fellow Dylan enthusiasts would like to let me know which refrences they spotted, though I hope the poem works without their all needing to be reeled in. Rimbaud gets a look in too. As to who the singer is, who asks the question, I merely observe that tho Dylan sang “Is your love in vain?” on Street Legal, the album that chronicles the brink of his conversion, before the event, it is a question that might equally be asked of him, or of any of us, by the Christ he had yet to meet. As always you can hear the poem by clicking on the ‘play’ button. if it appears, or on the title of the poem.