Two Poems
Andrew Motion, 9 October 1986
You existed for months as an echo bouncing off darkness and silence, then changed yourself at a glance
to the delicate bones of a kipper dandled to and fro in the waves of a sunless ocean
before shouldering into the world with a crown blobbed like a bird’s egg and indigo stampers’ feet
but nothing about you a fragment more or less than perfect, even though putting...