Monday, January 18, 2021

New Poetry by Marilyn Humbert










Threshold
 
the day you died
no rustle or ripple fills the space

traps me
between strikes of the struck bell

in silence after the coda fades
stranded like a drip of dew in morning heat

a dust mote in pale-beam’s flicker
before stars turn on their blinking lights

a place darkness grinds me down


- Marilyn Humbert 2021



Marilyn Humbert is a Sydney poet.



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