GOD’S IN THE GARDEN by David Erdos

 


WEATHER WRITING


GOD’S IN THE GARDEN by David Erdos



Life has become something else, having seemingly lost

It's first rhythm. Where once there appeared clear direction,

Now, stoked by silence I hear no particular call from the air. 

 

Tonight, I stand listening to the storm while trying to discern

Its rolled language, as the sharp air sea crashes, disturbing 

All gardens and careening lost house cats into a desperate 

 

Return towards care. The evening is angry, intense; as if 

It held a bitter retreat from hot weather. And so, a smiting

Hand slaps the suburbs, as if the God in the glare came 

 

To growl. At this particular warning, I wane and retreat

At once from my window, and yet where once there was

Shelter and comfort now nothing I own feels allowed. 

 

I have felt removed these last weeks from where I thought

My own path was headed. Now that it seems weather's 

Writing a premonition of sorts, poems pall. As do perhaps,

 

Forms of fate, as the blameless are crushed by the weight 

Of wind and words sent to wound them, particularly

On this atrocious night that twists seasons into the reasons

 

For which a still unbidden curse makes its call. This year 

And our souls have reversed, with little at hand sent

To save them. This is a year of glass and torn paper 

 

As contract and cure have been stalled. And yet still,

As winds roll and avalanche cloud and cosmos 

We must wrench the earth from ground tempest

 

In order to restore sweet rainfall across regenerate 

Earth and encourage the flowers of faith to seem 

Godly so that we may walk with Blake's wisdom 

 

Towards a new climate and country in which 

The riled weather seeks no lasting revenge 

 

For Man's gall. 




David Erdos August 25th 2020
















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David Erdos is an actor, writer, director with over 300 professional credits. He is a published poet, playwright, essayist and illustrator. He has lectured on all disciplines in theatre and film for leading performing arts colleges, schools and universities around the world. His books include EASY VERSES FOR DIFFICULT TIMES, THE SCAR ON THE CLOUD, OIL ON SILVER, NEWS FROM MARS, CHANGING PLACES WITH LIGHT (penniless press) and BYZANTIUM with the photographer Max Reeves. He is a contributing editor for The International Times and maker of documentaries all over the world. David’s work has been acclaimed by many leading figures including Harold Pinter, Heathcote Williams, Alan Moore, Andrew Kotting, Chris Petit and Iain Sinclair in whose recent book THE LAST LONDON, David features. He can be reached at David.erdos@sky.com.

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