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National Trust
(1937 - / Leeds / England)

National Trust

Poem By Tony Harrison

Bottomless pits. There's on in Castleton,
and stout upholders of our law and order
one day thought its depth worth wagering on
and borrowed a convict hush-hush from his warder
and winched him down; and back, flayed, grey, mad, dumb.

Not even a good flogging made him holler!

O gentlemen, a better way to plumb
the depths of Britain's dangling a scholar,
say, here at the booming shaft at Towanroath,
now National Trust, a place where they got tin,
those gentlemen who silenced the men's oath
and killed the language that they swore it in.

The dumb go down in history and disappear
and not one gentleman's been brough to book:

Mes den hep tavas a-gollas y dyr

'the tongueless man gets his land took.'

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Comments (10)

" The dumb go down in history and disappear and not one gentleman's been brought to book..." This is realistic and most beatifully expressed to match the theme line of the poem... loved it... Thanks
What a beautiful poem, I love it, thank you for sharing.
Such an interesting poem by Tony Harrison👍👍👍
In the first line, it looks like it should be one not on. As to the content of the poem, we learn one more time it wasn’t only Nazis who did deplorable and inhumane experiments on people and that the haves get away with crimes on the have-nots. Here in America, if it’s on or near the places of the poor, sure, let’s do our dumping there. But never get near the tended gardens or the houses of the rich. -GK
Tussle between the custodian and the culprit magnificently portrayed in this poem.........outstanding........ thanks for sharing