Live Stream: The Moor by R S Thomas

In today's Shared Reading live stream we are reading The Moor by R S Thomas from Issue 73 of The Reader Magazine.

The Moor

It was like a church to me.
I entered it on soft foot,
Breath held like a cap in the hand.
It was quiet.
What God was there made himself felt,
Not listened to, in clean colours
That brought a moistening of the eye,
In movement of the wind over grass.

There were no prayers said. But stillness
Of the heart’s passions — that was praise
Enough; and the mind’s cession
Of its kingdom. I walked on,
Simple and poor, while the air crumbled
And broke on me generously as bread.

R S Thomas

‘The Moor’  by RS Thomas from Collected Poems 1945-1990.  Used with the kind permission of the Orion Publishing Group.