In posting this last poem from the Road, written while we were towards the end of our trip in Washington D.C., I also thought it would be an opportunity for me to gather together all of the other poems written during the trip. So, below this one are links to all of the others…
‘In Shakespeare’s Steps’
For Ralph Cohen, Jim Warren, Amy Wratchford and all who love the Blackfriars Theatre, Staunton, Virginia.
The gasp that comes before these words begin
Echoes like the striking of a match,
And lights the way into this well-lit grove:
A dream that never ends because the night
Is held, suspended, always in the light.
This oak-beamed universe holds many acts
Which leap up from the stage, push at the sky,
And catch the wind with wild and whirling words
That bless this place, like dew upon those bars,
And settle in the wood like broken stars.
Our congregation-audience behold
A court-room-church, a monastery of sound,
Prayerful, open-fretted, highly wrought:
We hear ourselves in music from our time;
We find ourselves in early-modern rhyme.
I join the dance with Shakespeare’s troupe of friends
Who follow, softly printing, as he pipes
His footsteps on the inside of my mind:
We bow at gallants, smiling to behold
How closely they can feel his story told.
by Paul Edmondson
Click on the links to read and here more poetry from the Road…