Wednesday, 16 October 2013

This Particular Blink Of An Eye

The old man drank ale from a pewter tankard.
He knew my name before I told it.

The sky gathered snow
and more will surely
come tonight.

And the events that passed
in this particular blink of an eye

still show no sign
of letting me go.

2 comments:

  1. i'm not quite sure how or why but at the third stanza and the introduction of snow I open up into the potentiality of story with you.

    xo
    erin

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    1. Thanks Erin. The images come from adolescent reading: The Box Of Delights and Susan Cooper's The Dark Is Rising. And I touch on the potentiality of my own story. One day I hope to find the right form to write it in.

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