poets I’m reading: A D Hope


Card Game – A D Hope

Club, diamond, heart and spade,

Under these the game is played.

Warfare, wealth, love and death

Dominate our every breath.


Players are not free to choose

Suit assigned or hand refuse

Dealt them, careless of their skill

Shuffled blindly, well or ill.


Wealth I had no talent for;

Lacked all aptitude for war;

Death at most might set me free;

Hearts were always trumps to me.


From Orpheus. Angus and Robertson, 1991

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