Basil Dowling Selected Poems

"Between the Lines"

ISBN 3-9501862-0-4


Here, in the sulphurous air,
    Is acted a strange fable
Of gruesome witches’ cauldrons and hell-gates;
    Plumed geysers shoot according to timetable
And cautious tourists walk
    On shuddering ridges hot as boiler-plates.

How calmly their eyes watch
    Earth, like a boy, amuse
Itself with noise and making round mud pies.
    What if these wonders are the spluttering fuse
Which, with a cosmic shock,
    Will split the world, and litter the wide skies?

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