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  • A SHORT HISTORY

    For a generation, like weather cocks,
    their skeletons swung near the highway.
    James Price and Thomas Brown had robbed the Mail.
    Years turned. The Gowy flooded and the heath
    flowered. Travellers noted the bones
    hanging in chains by the Warrington road.
    Justices ordered the gibbet removed,
    the remains disposed of. In Price’s skull,
    while Napoleon was crossing the Alps
    or Telford building bridges or Hegel
    defining Historical Necessity
    or Goya painting Wellington’s portrait,
    a robin made its nest.

     

     

    Note: first published April 2009.

     

     

     


    4 responses to “A SHORT HISTORY”


    1. Jenny Copley May Avatar

      David, I love this. History in a ‘nutshell’ but, no, it was a head-shell’. Your poems are so evocative that I often find them painful to read.

    2. Hugh Powell Avatar
      Hugh Powell

      Always a favourite! I see playful comments are in play. So, were these unfortunate robins the rich to pay the poor?

    3. Alex Cox Avatar
      Alex Cox

      A wonderful poem. I still remember walking to school past the stocks and watching fascinated as the crows ate the remains of common criminals and apostates who had been broken on the wheel. These old traditions are almost forgotten now!

      1. David Selzer Avatar

        Thank you for your lapidary comment, Alex. Now whenever I visit the Shrewsbury Arms on the A56 and imagine the gibbet on the opposite side of the road I shall think of you.

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