MARY CRESSWELL

Any Place And No Place

Dark means we’ve never seen the light

 dark means we’ve never been the light

 A binary world is only half right

 shades of grey must redeem the light

 We walk through killing fields looking down

 as though we could somehow glean the light

 Jupter’s too big and Mars is too red –

 only the moon is serene at night

 In valleys of blackness we stumble on

 we stalk the hills as we dream the light

 At first we duck and crouch in the shadows:

 we find it painful, too keen, the light

 But you can’t fool time and you can’t fake vision:

 we’ll win if we don’t blaspheme the light

 

 

 My latest book is Fish Stories: nature poetry – ghazals and glosas – published by Canterbury University Press http://www.cup.canterbury.ac.nz/