Poem of the Week

the poem is nothing by Simon Turner

Photo by dan.holton under Creative Commons

i

the poem is nothing
if not an anvil

scolding spikes of tangerine get
hammered into various shapes on its surface

maybe a wild black horse or
a scrap of the moon or a girl
sitting on the rim of a fountain
about to fall in or not
about to fall in & ruin her good summer dress
or a set of steel teeth with a winding mechanism
big enough to chew the entire city up
munch munch off it goes

glaring sparks rainbow through the air
they could start fires but the poem
stays cool black motionless & there
you can’t shift it now

ii

the poem is nothing if not an anvil
it whistles down the coyote gets it

The Heaventree Press is an independent poetry press based in Coventry. For more information on Heaventree and to buy You Are Here, please visit the Heaventree Press website.

Find out more at the Oxford Brookes Poetry Centre.

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One Response to “Poem of the Week”
  1. Jon Mazliah says:

    That is one of the most wonderful poems i’ve heard in a long time.

    Thanks Bri!

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