That Light – Poem Shaun Clamp

Poetry by Shaun Clamp

That light
could be hope
how it feathers against the windscreen
How its centre is impenetrable
like a flower, like a beacon
of some hope, of some god
How when I blink my watery eyes it stretches out to touch
the soft slope of my nose
How I look at it
and wish I could hope
but it withdraws
receding its twinkling optical tethers
until it’s just
the misted car interior
that cradles me
and the lights frost over
and the moon pretends

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