Martin Johnstone (left) with his family (1969)
from Microclimatology
| 1. Pebble
Other people have amber beads on strings
with wrought-silver clasps. Do you hear? -
you're not the only pebble on the beach,
lounging wry there among inert shells.
No work of art: neat silverpoint quarter-smile,
glissando of skin-coloured stone
curved into spring-onion head,
long Paul Klee face.
All right. A small achievement
in the palm of my hand
not quite amused.
You should be on the end of a pencil.
Pebble pregnant with the fear
that there never was a Cheshire Cat - our smiles
our wrinkles: have we been framed?
Ah, but I could tease archaeologists with you
pretending you're Cycladic
(so much younger than you are)
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