Wednesday 8 November 2023

Trevor J Potter's Art: A Dutch Interior. (Revised)

Trevor J Potter's Art: A Dutch Interior. (Revised):  Summer is for painting, Winter is for poetry, Sitting by the window to try to catch the light. In winter I dream people in simple black and...

Thursday 2 November 2023

An Afternoon Piano Recital

The music of Claude Debussy
Is made from smiles and tears;

Patterns of sunlight and shadow
Dapple a garden wall.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter, 
2nd. November 2023..

Tuesday 31 October 2023

November Threnody. (Revised and Completed Poem).

Time becomes heavy in November.
Mud and dead leaves drag our footsteps back
As we try to strive forward toward the light,
The light of imagined Spring mornings.
But November rain seeping through the darkness
Of days so short they might as well not happen,
Drags us backwards into the sphere of remembrance,
Books of condolence signed, then locked away.

All Souls Day, when the names of all our dead
Are called out bleakly in echoing shells of churches,
A relentless role call as twilight fades outside.
And then the crack of cannons fired at eleven
On the eleventh day of the eleventh month, but the 
                                                    year is never cited
Because there is no end to righteous wars.
Time is slowed by grief in deep November,
These dark red autumn leaves, all martyrs` shrouds.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter, 
1st. November 2023.