Draping Orange of Spiked Balls by Stephen Kingsnorth

Stephen Kingsnorth | Aug 12th, 2021 | poetry | No Comments


It’s Covid under microscope,
this sputnik stream assaulting us?
Or Christingle, church season’s treat,
red ribboned symbol, stuck with sweets?
Or sunset blanket cloaking sky,
mosquito ball rolls in with bites?
A brain scan with injected dye
and suspect cells which multiply?
Or science fiction fantasy,
strange bullets shot at uniforms?
Or window curtains, V&A,
designer print swings morning star?
Or Hockney, partner as he paints,
sharp petals on the sunflower crop?
I think it’s hedgehog on a roll,
half-buried, polystyrene box.
How can we see unless we look,
a steady moment in the fray,
and when a metaphor in play,
the whole wild world is in our eye.

Poet Bio

Stephen Kingsnorth (Cambridge M.A., English & Religious Studies), retired to Wales from ministry in the Methodist Church with Parkinson’s Disease, has had pieces published by on-line poetry sites, printed journals and anthologies, most recently Academy of the Heart and Mind, The Parliament Literary Magazine, Poetry Potion, Grand Little Things, The Poet Magazine. https://poetrykingsnorth.wordpress.com/

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