‘The Water Diviner’
by Dannie Abse
“Late, I have come to a parched land
doubting my gift, if gift I have,
the inspiration of water
spilt, swallowed in the sand.
To hear once more water trickle,
to stand in a stretch of silence
the divining pen twisting in the hand:
sign of depths alluvial…”
You can read the full poem here.
Dannie Abse was born on this day in 1923, you can read more of his work through Surrey Libraries.