Monday, October 15, 2012
This poem just won the inaugural Adrien Abbott Poetry Award 2012!
Returning
The
ferry makes the journey
to
an island, late afternoon.
It
leaves the harbour, scrolls water
forward and back into yellow-dots of light. The way
a
woman curls the hem of a beautiful gown.
Love
returns with its dangers. This is what
happens
when you lay a new image over the old.
Ten
years, and you thought the gods looked down
on
your heart. The strength of it. How could they
know?
You fell in love. Grew into fragments
of
stories: midnight parties, Céline Dion,
Springsteen,
two or three beers, your legs singing;
a
womb waiting, with water in it.
Heart
slain, you felt gutted as a shark
is
killed for the luxury of its roaming.
The
wind pulls at your silence where love used to be.
Do
Sea Bass run here? Are the whales in shallows
this
moment, struggling to get home?
These
are questions that arise, until dockside comes.
A
pelican, manoeuvring flight, hangs out her wings
on
your promenade walk, shades your return
as
you pass by the gate.
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