YEAYYYYYYY! Poem posts! See, I knew someone would share this interest, and now I have another poet to look into.... (as well as reading the HHG books)
Dis poem is by a local poet, I stumbled across the book at the 'brary yesterday, (no, it isn't Mutabaruka)
"The Wait"
I've been expecting you all night. All night my table's circle of bright light trembled, the corners of the room blasted off into space. I've been waiting for you to be there across from me, finishing some- thing you'd started to say so many years ago perhaps beginning what you never could before.
All night I've waited for you to come from that other realm, a moth consummating your mission, eyes red with an inhuman fire flashing, flashing a code it could take a lifetime to decipher, or just to stand there at the dim edge of my eye, the fern's fine fronds, a green shimmer of breath.
Watching me without one word would be enough. Because, brother, father, final lover, all night I've been expecting you. Now dawn hammers joists back into place, blots out my lamplight. Calm seeps in. You won't come and, if you do, I won't be here.
