what do you do
anything for?
you do it
for what the medievals would call
something like
the Glory of God
doing it for money,
that doesn’t do it;
doing it for vanity,
that doesn’t do it;
doing it to justify a disorderly life,
that doesn’t do it
look at Briggflatts here…
it represents the best
that the people were able to do
they didn’t do it for gain;
in fact, they must have
taken a loss
whether it is a stone next to a stone
or a word next to a word,
it is the glory—
the simple craft of it
and money and sex aren’t worth
bugger-all, not
bugger-all
solid, common, vulgar words
the ones you can touch,
the ones that yield
and a respect for the music…
what else can you tell ’em?
