(To silent eyes)

The past retrace

Stone walls old
the past retrace
Storms in contemplation
Silent speech demarcated.
Acoustic waves untold
surging senses elevated.
Once magpies join
the stellar heights
Altair may climb
To Vega’s lights.

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