<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Paths in the Private Country</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The memory in need<br>Is the implacable enemy of the creed, <br>Waits and watches its foe</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The all-clawing frenzy on tip-toe; <br>Quiescent in the instant's repose<br>The thud of flurried gnawing years evoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poet in his solitary moments, spoke<br>Those whispered words, memory's secret ear yoke.<br>His wares, his scares, ailments and balms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly at the oasis of his thirst, awoke<br>Transilluminating the hard wad of his private notes, <br>Clutching at the infant's murmurous innocence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The clear innocuous dogma of cries; <br>While his immodestly preened notes of travesty<br>Hark back; and the first poem playfully struck</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teaches him now too late the laugh, the critic's qualms.<br>Just as the poet had wandered away from childhood, <br>So will the child thwart the unspoilt man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And shyly, shyly he turns away from the poet<br>Coming in like a stray camp-follower to brood.<br>For who may ask which the supreme poet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The child's sweet ineffable musings disrespect<br>While language etherises meanings proudly sown: <br>The title in two is halved - one the art, one, lone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the man, memory's ill-begotten infant<br>Lurking round the corner, pranks the urgent moment<br>Or two - then restores the poet to the poem.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(© T. Wignesan,1957 - First pub. in 'Diskus', University of Frankfurt-am-Main,1960; from the collection: T. Wignesan. Tracks of a Tramp. Kuala Lumpur-Singapore: 1961)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=T.+Wignesan">T. Wignesan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523676" data-title="Paths in the Private Country de T. Wignesan" data-description="The memory in need Is the implacable enemy of the creed, Waits and watches its foe The all-clawing frenzy on tip-toe; Quiescent in the instant's repose The thud of flurried gnawing years evoke. The poet in his solitary moments, spoke Those whi..."></div> </div> </div>

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