Looking by C. H. Sisson

Looking

Look, looker, if you will,

But what you see,

That shape, that colour, still

Is no-wise me.

So beauty is a dream

And ugliness the same:

To seem, to seem, to seem

Is all that’s in a name.


C. H. Sisson, Antidotes (Manchester: Carcanet, 1991), 40.