Sun Worshippers
Some new
readers have asked if there is a recording available of my informal poetry
reading on the 4th plinth
in London’s Trafalgar square back in 2009 as my contribution to Sir Antony
Gormley’s One and Other ‘live art’
project. Unfortunately, there isn’t one,
but you are welcome to make a note of the link:
Now, all of us love the sunshine although I am no sun worshipper (as such) because I have very sensitive skin which even the best sun creams don't protect. Oh, but for those who can lie in the sun to their heart's content...heavenly, indeed!
SUN
WORSHIPPERS
Lying on
the sand
letting
the sea lick our feet,
listening
to waves
like the
heartbeat of a god
crashing
against
the
temple of its Being,
sending
adrenalin
flowing
through the veins
of
acolytes thinking
to serve
a Higher Power
than
priests playing
mind games
of their own
with
thoughts,
ideas, faiths
likely to
inspire
man,
woman, child, across
land,
sea, air, to bring
their
joys, sorrows, hopes
for a (far)
better life
to the
altar of self-sacrifice,
arms and
legs spread,
heads
bowed, eyes closed,
listening
for that still,
small
voice, ever engaging
in a sense of spirituality
in a sense of spirituality
inviting a sense of our being
at one
with its creation
Apollo among other gods
looking on
blankly
as humankind all but bares all
on the sand, letting waves
on the sand, letting waves
tickle toes, and (who
knows?)
even trying to understand
even trying to understand
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2005; 2012
[Note:
This poem has been slightly revised from the version that appeared on the blog
in 2009 and in A Feeling for the
Quickness of Time by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2005.]
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