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David Harsent

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Punch's Day-Book - an extract

David Harsent

Punch's Day-Book - an extract

David Harsent

Poem introduction

This is from 'Punch's Day Book'

Punch's Day-Book - an extract

'There are those who plan to die
blameless, open-handed, an unwritten letter.
We can't aspire to that.
We lack the pure compulsion and the nerve.

The orchard's harvested; the stoves are lit
to burn all winter; the house is steeped
in a musty odour of fruit.
Think how it is
to own nothing, to carry nothing
from one place to the next...
Unburdened, my body grows
featureless. I could disappear in water,
be perfectly matched to grassland.
Every tree
is stripped and life goes on underground;
even the telephone's in hibernation.

I shall be here, of course,
seeing the season out from my fireside chair,
sometimes bringing apples down from the loft
or walking to church. If I should stray,
how would you ever find me?-
a pallid silhouette
on a clear road, like any refugee.'

from Mister Punch (Oxford University Press, 1984), copyright © David Harsent 1984, used by permission of the author


David Harsent

David Harsent Reading from his Poems

1Old Photographs






7Punch's Day Book - an extract

8Punch's Day Book - an extract

9Mother and Child


11The Sorrow of Sarajevo

12A Common Story


14Marriage - an extract

15Marriage - an extract

16Marriage - an extract

17The hare as witch animal

18The hare as bad omen

19The hare used as a hieroglyph



22Ghost Archaeology

23Harp Strings



26Goodwife's Tale


28Notes from Exile

29At the Riverside

30The Player

Books by David Harsent