Writer to reader, present to future: "If you should read these words someday..."
Going Your Way
Riding on the razor's edge of always I enjoy thoughtfully balancing days And nights of suns and moons which rise and set Black velvet nights of stars are best of all
When time comes let it be then that I fall The days and nights and suns and moons forget But stars remember everything they see And they are almost as lonely as me
Someone once told me I was a star but Looking in the glass now I cannot say I seem like any sort of star today And wonder as much of why as of what
If you should read these words someday please know I loved you long ago as best I could But I think now you might have understood And might just take me with you when you go
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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