Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009


by Rob Christie

Whatever it was that shocked the queen
Has made the King look very stern
His anger's held in readiness
Like the unsheathed sword across his knee
The chap on the horse beside them
Has the look of someone who
Has swallowed something bad
But he's the hired help
The mounted lackey
Only obeying orders
The three of them:
The soldier, king and queen
Together on the shelf in your piano room
Watch over the sunlit city roofs
Forever glum,
Unmistakeably pompous
Truly human
They are miracles of memory
Carved in chunks of walrus bone
And show: that a thousand years ago
there was art
And commerce
and a sense of humour too

Added: 27.04.2009