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Poems will not stop cancer:

it cannot be locked in rhyme,

or chained by cynghanedd.

 

Cancer is bigger than poetic fancy,

tpo busy colonising your body,

planting its impudent flags,

claiming the landscape –  and distorting it,

raising up hills of hurt

where fields were flat before.

 

That wretch messes up maps,

drowning towns,

sowing forests

like mushrooms mid-motorway,

perverting the natural order.

 

No, poems will not stop cancer;

but when our circus of research comes to town,

with our fire-eaters and trapeze scientists,

pitching our big top throughout your body

we can re-map everything,

move mountains,

drain seas of pain.

 

Imagination is part of our power:

we are the poets of hope

belabouring cancer

with healing verse,

restoring order, extending life,

juggling treatment with new research.

 

Ifor ap Glyn
Bardd Cenedlaethol Cymru / National Poet of Wales
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