Saturday, 6 February 2010

re POEM 14


Threaded track trails

from here to somewhere

and back again. The distance

that has crept between us reminds

me of dotted phone poles,

communication masts

and parallel wires bounding

for miles and miles;

a continuum of the ‘here

and now’ dissolving into faded

sepia, like the static on a BT

line, we are nowhere, and the distance

between us continues to swell.

Catherine Mark

1 comment:

Dan Baker said...

A lovely poem Catherine. I love the imagery that it conjures for me, especially in the first line. A lovely read