Text of poem - Looking. I thought I heard a voice saying to me: 'Don't look now, but I made them, too.' What was I here for but to look? Through knotted fingers, a prisoner at a grating, I peered out at the men at the boardroom tables with no 'God is love' hanging on the wallpaper behind them; at others bent over their retorts, accomplices in the escape of the djinn out of its bottle. I saw the inventors of the white lie exporting it to a third world where truth was in tatters. I listened to the hands, expert on the guitar, tuning the human instrument until the strings broke. I saw the dove plucked of its feathers by too much fondling at the peace conference, and beat on the sky for an explanation. But the voice said: ‘I warned you not to look’.

‘Looking’ - #RSThomas
(The Poetry Book Society Anthology 1988-1989, Hutchinson)
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