You dream. I watch. As if no years

Had kissed your cheek, and our first morning

Is not yet over. Your lips, as if to speak,

Flower open; touch silent together

And turn upon your hand.

Am I the secret in your sleep?


Far sirens drone: an early accident.

It will be on the radio.

Magpies are rattling at the window.


 [The New Writer, 2007]

3 Responses to “First light”

  1. Steven Says:

    I like the rhythm of this one very much; very daring punctuation!

  2. noelwilliams Says:

    I’m not sure I want to be daring in punctuation. What would Lynn Truss say?

  3. Clare Says:

    I think this (especially the first few lines) is beautiful…..

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