I CANTERBURY
Another tourist, I climb the pilgrims’ steps
Curiously shamed by the mute ecstasies of God,
Of the masons. Do the faithless have martyrs?
A stone marks Becket’s murder on a Tuesday.
I think, cynically, he could have locked the door.
His body, cut ear to ear, lay in the crypt
Still wearing the hair shirt of a pauper.
His brain oozed new symbols on the pavement.
Above a dozen gibbering languages,
Bell Harry tolls a faith of centuries.
A barefoot king, I pay my penny’s penance,
Reflecting on this rich earth beneath heaven’s lantern.
Freemasons, grotesque and smiling,
Stare down from their permanent heights.
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Limited to 226 copies.
ROBARTS copy: No. 176. Signed by the author.
FISHER copy: No. 175. Signed by the author.
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