Smoke signals

(prm)

by T.P. Wilkinson / June 17th, 2018

not too far
from the blades
of grass
in the orchard
of desire
beat the wings
stroke the strings
in gently burning
crackling, turning
moments whispering
fire.
In ascending smoke
each tender stroke
stimulates
a message wrote
with Venus’
erudition.
Carried clearly
beyond the trees
Saying what only
lovers see
embraced
by intuition.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, June 17th, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.