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MRS ICARUS

May 2017

This is the second collection of poems by L Langford Powell, and its themes are more wide ranging, including some close observation of the natural world.  We hope you enjoy the extract below.  If you would like to comment, or order a copy, do get in touch.

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GLORY

Slick beneath my bare feet

the dark deck

heaves and gambols

on a black ocean

trying to shake me off

like a tick.

I clutch and cling

and creep around my watch,

heavy with the charge of souls below;

Then stand amazed

to watch the giddy masts

and stencilled shrouds

describe and frame and chase

the hurl of diamonds

thrown careless

across the blacker universe.

Here, and here,

a sudden star blazes its trail,

snuffs out.

How very small I am,

How frail;

And yet.

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Star stuff we are,

As quick, as bright,

As glorious.

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