blakehead babyhead byebyeadrian

Lullaby for William Blake by Adrian Mitchell

Blakehead, babyhead,

Your head is full of light.

You sucked the sun like a gobstopper.

Blakehead, babyhead,

High as a satellite on sunflower seeds,

First man-powered man to fly the Atlantic,

Inventor of the poem which kills itself,

The poem which gives birth to itself,

The human form, jazz, Jerusalem

And other luminous, luminous galaxies.

You out-spat your enemies.

You irradiated your friends.

Always naked, you shaven, shaking tyger-lamb,

Moon-man, moon-clown, moon-singer, moon-drinker,

You never killed anyone.

Blakehead, babyhead,

Accept this mug of crude red wine -

I love you.