Sunday, 4 November 2012

Sunday Night... is Sealed with a Kiss

Brian Hyland, 1962

One of a series of sonnets on old YouTube clips. So far there are poems on Tommy James and the Shondells, Traffic, The Righteous Brothers, and The Springfields. 

This is Brian Hyland. The Tommy James poem, Mony, Mony, has already been up on here and will be included in Bad Machine (due 24 January 2013)

                         Sealed With a Kiss  
We were always beautiful. always. when we wrote
each other it was our beauty we were committing
to paper, a beauty composed of forgetting.
it was beauty that caught us, that set us afloat
on the great painted sea of our disasters.
it was beauty that moved us against the tide
of dead water, that slowly pushed us aside
and beached us. here we met the masters
of our fortunes: time, separation, space
with its inevitable music, the lost boys
of the movies, the sweatered girls, the slow
ring of dancers moving to white noise,
the simple sadnesses of hand and face,
the loss of the sealed kiss, the long hard blow.

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