on finding found poetry

Finding some found poetry inside an old copy of Selected Poems by David Rowbotham (University of Queensland Press, 1975) that I found in the free box at the op shop. 

That's the thing about found poetry. Someone has to find it. 

So Dream 

find fires

hear the wintered voice 

why not twice? 

An angel going shoeless today.

***

Inhabitant 

where creatures build

the dead song

shall the heart 

the world 

move now?

meet nature with a sorry.

Our land, we have unnatural rule

as well. 

And because of the creature

time has let another one 

***

p174

missed

spilling 

split 

because to you 

the scream you taught

but she sent affection 

you signalled back love.

Not even the memory of Spain

made her perfectly adored.

blue-eyed

you took towards home.

there was redemption.

Somewhere green.