EXPERIMENTAL POETRY

LAST CENTO

days and months take their time
stand caged like rhinos in a zoo

and the chapel settles
a little deeper into the grass

the old dead rimu tree says nothing
in the wind’s slap and scream

and how much longer for me
let’s spend what time we have

warming a set of old bones
because no-one comes any more

blue diesel smoke like mist
and among them your name

…Lines borrowed from Wang An-shih, T’ao Chien, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Hone Tawhare, Sam Hunt, R S Thomas and Ruth Dallas

last cento

A Cento is a piece of prose or poetry made up of quotes from the writings of others – in this case other poets…