Not Afraid
“Summer broke and drained. Now we are safe.
The days lose confidence, and can be faced
Indoors.”
(Philip Larkin)
She watches how a single shard of light
passes through the gap between
her grandmother’s old curtains,
touching all it passes, till it finds
the mantelpiece and the hairline cracks
in the Chinese vase she broke,
when she was five years’ old
and not afraid of movement,
not afraid of touching colours,
dancing like the dust – delighted to be
caught by any searching tendril
of the sun’s bright web.
Copyright © Jan Thie | Year Posted 2009
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