Your fine shadow


Worn stones, well trodden

Slight lamp beside your book unopened
Tight moments extended from afar
Worn stones before your feet well trodden
Torn hopes caught in the door ajar
Words approach in an autumn gale
Round the world by steam or sail
Dripping through the old cracked roof
Love collects with earthen proof

Dr T.P. Wilkinson 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..