Gillian Commerford Poems

I told my mother:
'I want to be a poet'.
She said: 'There's no money in it'.
I never was much interested
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I have written poetry
since I was nine years old
and still I find that I must write
as others seek for gold.
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I, although not beautiful,
have desired to mingle my dust
with all that is beautiful-
with rivers, streams
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The truth of a circle lies in being round
The truth of a square is in its squareness
The truth of being lies in being
The truth of anything is in its truthfulness.
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God said hello to me
just the other day.
I knew it was God
because he told me so.
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Owl bringing death silently
looking wise
does wisdom lie
in bringing death
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With a light in your eyes
you tell me lies
then turn the light off
as you leave
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and so we think we know
but what do we know? -
The greater mysteries
are still a mystery
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Whatever lives inside me
lives inside me
like a discontented bird
flapping its wings
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