
A couple of days ago we wrote about the departure of '
The Scholar and the Blackbird' from the Library. This plainly had quite an impact on an unnamed visitor or pupil, since yesterday Mr McConville found the following poem on a sheet of paper left behind in the Senior Reading Room. Since there is no pupil in the school with the exotic first name 'Charmaine', it is plainly a
nom de plume. Below, the 'poem', an appropriately soulful Animoto video of pictures, accompanied by Beethoven's 'Moonlight' sonata.
Valet, Scholar and Blackbird,
by Charmaine Munch (Trelawny)And so, it is gone.
O marvellous log
Your monk marginalia
Was a monastery blog.
The Scholar and the Blackbird.
Basta! How can that be true?
St Columba was a dove white as snow.
as you know
And a blackbird is black
Generally
And a dove its exact opposite,
Except when falling down a chimney.
Heck, and are there any
scholars left
That can spell syllabust?
Democracy—bereft!
Well anyway, old pupil pal and dove
You left your footprints on our carpet,
Pale green, like grass under a pot
Or Mr Minty’s complexion after a rugby weekend.
Marvellous trunk!
We’ll miss you a lot,
Till we won’t know you’re gone.