The Elegance of a Simple Soul
Utterly out of place a sloth in a dark café movements too slow to be noticed a glass of port slips from her grip the pristine explosion at her feet in her hair in the lamplight everywhere inlaid an instant dissolves and in the next still alit walking uneven through a door onto the street before she stops to fall
First the moon
then the wall first a pale light then your nape the high cheekbone a perfect fit part of you on the wall one side dark one side glowing part of you deep in bloom one stone here one stone gone you feel no loss dew is breathing through your skin the courtyard’s empty a waning gibbous sole witness to your flight and fall
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[…] of Naush Saber (of the excellent Birmingham Poetry Journal fame) and my fellow Iambpoet alumni, Scott Elder. Their work is excellent, please have a read of them first…and everything else on Wild Court. […]