For EJP

22 Sep

 

 

2014-07-01 11.41.21 - Version 2

 

Where to start from?

*

In the Wintereise bad weather makes a shroud,

fog binds the world

with cold-as-charity bandages.

*

Setting off

into the invisible, beyond music,

you strain at something

glimpsed –

*

but the retina’s

all fog and shine,

light curtained by water.

*

How to catch what you’re looking for

in the mind’s

tricky lens?

*

Squinting

in the exit’s street-glare,

you remember ash twigs

held up for a moment against fog;

*

the way winter light slips

from room to room

of a house among water-meadows –

*

and how  something was always going ahead of you, always;

half-seen,

glittering,

as if crowned with water droplets.

– from Fog Bound by Fiona Sampson.

 

 

 

EJP

 

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