Sunday, 29 June 2014

The Sunday Posts 2014/Rondeau Redouble





There are so many kinds of awful men —
One can’t avoid them all. She often said
She’d never make the same mistake again:
She always made a new mistake instead.

The chinless type who made her feel ill-bred;
The practised charmer, less than charming when
He talked about the wife and kids and fled —
There are so many kinds of awful men.

The half-crazed hippy, deeply into Zen,
Whose cryptic homilies she came to dread;
The fervent youth who worshipped Tony Benn —
‘One can’t avoid them all,’ she often said.

The ageing banker, rich and overfed,
Who held forth on the dollar and the yen —
Though there were many more mistakes ahead,
She’d never make the same mistake again.

The budding poet, scribbling in his den
Odes not to her but to his pussy, Fred;
The drunk who fell asleep at nine or ten —
She always made a new mistake instead.

And so the gambler was at least unwed
And didn’t preach or sneer or wield a pen
Or hoard his wealth or take the Scotch to bed.
She’d lived and learned and lived and learned but then
There are so many kinds.

Wendy Cope.
Photo By Alistair.

5 comments:

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
'Tis why I'm single... YAM xx

Morning's Minion said...

This brings to mind the love life of a friend from some years back. She always insisted she was going to 'get it right'--someday.

dbs said...

Scotch in bed with the one you love sounds ok to me.

Alistair Robertson said...

Haha. Aint that the truth Bro.

Cheers!

Indigo Roth said...

Hey Alistair! I really like this! And it's not just women, may I say =) Indigo