Glimpsing…

Poetry

from Stuart France

Stuart France

*

From the corner

of my eye…

Through a keyhole…

half seen

unheard

Beneath the door…

Behind a crack in the curtains

A shiver of tree leaf

gurgling-silver over brook-stone.

Musical spheres

The beat of wings on high

fractals of sun shimmer.

Moonshine in stone

Soil sparkle

Gem loam

Song under foot…

Flashes and snippets and shade between formless shape.

Part intruder

Part guest

Host of no-where and no-when

Never here always there…

but still

Glimpsing.

*

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