Wednesday, 29 August 2012

Impossible Gifties 9: Poem by Sheena Blackhall



for Gift 9: Dinosaur — National Museum of Scotland

Like T-Rex

It felt as if it had rained for centuries
Drips fell ding-dong remorseless, over the drowned fields
As if summer had been deleted altogether

Even a pope might lose his faith in prayer
The Thinker up his plinth
Was pondering arks and floods

And then, like T-Rex loose in a china shop
The sun burst out

Such a big thing
In our tiny world of happenings.

© Sheena Blackhall 2012

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