One Poem by Robert Nisbet

A Welsh Pub

At a corner table, tapping their pipes
against the ashtrays for emphasis,
two men from the college, savouring
their stewed pears and the joys of debate,
comparing George Herbert’s Easter Wings
with some of Dylan’s similar experiments.

At the bar, two rugby players,
under-twenties, telling the barmaid
about their Easter tour to Cornwall.

And below the brown wall’s hunting prints,
the man and his brindled greyhound,
just back from the Swansea dog stadium,
where the animal had been triumphant,
had raced away with it, and was rewarded now
with a plateful of pork scratchings.

Outside, the blustering winds of March.

 

Robert Nisbet is a Welsh poet, sometime creative writing tutor at Trinity College, Carmarthen, living a little way down the coast from Dylan Thomas’s Boathouse. He has published widely and in roughly equal measures in Britain and the USA. He is a Pushcart Prize nominee for 2020.

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