These are linked poems created week by week for a year, inspired by the book No Choice But To Follow, and the poets therein who did it first.

Friday, 28 March 2014

March #4

The Point is the Light

We walk from the temple
after the feast,
down the hill to the car.

Navigating uneven ground, 
I catch a glint between stones: 
black sheen,
and a blue-green inky sliver.

A peacock's chest feather?
The splinter of colour
along its spine
flashes iridescent 
against the surrounding dark.

I turn it this way and that
between finger and thumb —
such a tiny thing —
watching the brightness 
move and spread.

My friend finds another,
rainbow stripes fanning
wide across the tip.
"They're both yours," she insists.

(Earlier, over dinner,
she helped fend off 
that oaf who tried to hit on me.)

— Rosemary Nissen-Wade


  1. So vivid. A fantastic creation and spin from the last Rosemary.

  2. I've been looking forward to see where you'd go with this one. I really enjoyed it. Very filmic.


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