Friday, 11 February 2011

Norwich Cathedral

NORWICH CATHEDRAL (Pantoum)  Wendy Webb


Such splendid scene aspires to England’s best,
to pluck the gates of heaven with a bow,
where grace shoots to true blue in happiness
and arrow feathers spin to earth below.

To pluck the gates of heaven with a bow
that stretches clouds into infinity
and arrow feathers spin to earth below,
where Norwich closes to a holy see

that stretches clouds into infinity.
At least a Cotman, Crome could Sell such sky,
where Norwich closes to a holy see
of sunset in earth’s orb of fine sunrise.

At least a Cotman, Crome could Sell such sky.
Rest here where Cavell’s bones are blessed in peace
of sunset in earth’s orb of fine sunrise,
where cricket tests great light-scenes, wicket leas.

Rest here where Cavell’s bones are blessed in peace;
live swans in broad-sail cargoed on a wherry,
where cricket tests great light-scenes, wicket leas,
to blanche Caen stone and pool above Pull’s Ferry.

Live swans in broad-sail cargoed on a wherry.
Plane Salisbury: petite to nurse great Fry,
to blanche Caen stone and pool above Pull’s Ferry.
Still Constable and Turner frame vast skies.

Plane Salisbury petite to nurse great Fry,
where grace shoots to true blue in happiness.
Still Constable and Turner frame vast skies.
Such splendid scene aspires to England’s best.

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