Celebrating National Poetry Day: “Fey”
Friday was NZ National Poetry Day, so what better time to feature a poem! Fey is one I’m rather fond of, especially those hurdy-gurdy trees. 😀
Fey
your door
stands open still
at dusk, your light
a moth’s antenna
across
shadowed lawn
bare feet rustle
in last year’s
leaf drift, a wind
sways
through naked trees
you say
you will hang
a cricket cage
above your lintel,
burn apple wood
in the grate –
dance, the circle
of your skirt
reflecting
the moon’s dark face
I ride
a rocking horse
with patchwork eyes,
steal
through your door
to the cold-stone hearth –
dream
of dervish footsteps
hurdy-gurdy trees
(c) Helen Lowe
Highly Commended, Takahe National Poetry Competition 2008
Published in Takahe 68, December 2009
If you enjoy poetry, you may wish to take a look under Categories and Poetry in the far-right-hand sidebar. A large number of poems are featured there: some of my own, those of other contemporary poets, and favourites from times of yore. I will not promise “something for everyone”, but a reasonable selection. 😀