Finding the cracksI needed to find the edges
of myself, prise a little
let some daylight in
It’s only when touched
that we know
the limits
of ourselves, where our skin stops
where our self ends
a breeze
a hand
a tear
I'm posting another poem from Heading North, partly because I hadn't gotten organised enough to get a poem off anyone else, but also because I had a wee launchy afternoon tea celebration for it on Saturday. It was kind of fun to do a wee reading in my own lounge, which, with the doors to the dining room open, and the dining table removed, becomes quite a large space. Maybe I should host poetry readings ...?
'Finding the cracks' isn't really a very typical poem in the book - most of them are longer and more narrative. But this is kind of the non-narrative heart of it - the emotional story I guess.
Anyway, you'll find more Tuesday poems over here: http://tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com/, check them out.
2 comments:
Congratulations on the launch! I liked the central idea of teh poem and particularly the second stanza.
Thank you! I'm reading your KM biography at the moment, so it's very cool to be in Tuesday-Poem contact with you. I'm only about a quarter of the way in so far, but enjoying it very much. I've read all the others, though not for a while, but they tended to make me angry. One lovely thing about your book so far is that you've made Violet a person - as, of course, she was. But that isn't how she's really been treated before. What an enormous amount of work a biography must be! Thanks for doing it.
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