The Language of Light
Light, long and lovely and deep.
A reconnaissance of the soul
these verdant days, summer psalms
bursting from leaves.
Light, like an old friend returning.
Delicate white caress,
a latticework of ease,
Light, as gift and grace.
The harmony of knowing
the dappled drift of dream.
Light, incandescent, revelatory.
This mastery of longing, of listening –
is it enough? To stand in the sunlight
and be enthralled;
to feel the intermittent beauty
of it all.
Siobhán Mc Laughlin
Siobhán Mc Laughlin is a poet from Ireland. Her poems have appeared before in The Ekphrastic Review, The Honest Ulsterman, Poetry 24, Quince Magazine and forthcoming in other publications. She is fascinated with the intersection between poetry and art and has written about ekphrastic poetry and other creative matters on her blog at www.a-blog-of-ones-own.blogspot.com Find her on Twitter @siobhan347
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