Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Tuesday Poem: "Triptych: Hope, Bond, Loss"

A flower opens in the dawn.

Drink the dew,
dispel the night,
feel the warming of a new light.
We go under different names,
but only one sun warms us.
The rainbow is but the refraction
of pure white light.

You are awash in me,
that singing sea
that gives me beauty without artifice,
forgiveness without guilt
and love without qualification.

One day
while beachcombing
I will come upon a magnificent conch
and putting it to my ear
I will hear your voice
calling me through the honey of history.
Then an urge will seize me
and putting the conch to my lips
I will sound a single sad note
to carry the stream of my tears
across the ocean.

The poet wishes to acknowledge Valley Micropress in whose pages this poem first appeared.

1 comment:

  1. Andrew, thanks for your Tuesday Poem. I like 'you are awash in me/that singing sea' very much and the way the poem looks forward. I'd love more simple language, more of that sweet intimacy - fewer abstractions and generalised sentiment. which are harder to engage with I find.