Feminine Gospels by Carol Ann Duffy

Author:Carol Ann Duffy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pan Macmillan UK

A Dreaming Week

Not tonight, I’m dreaming

in the heart of the honeyed dark

in a boat of a bed in the attic room

in a house on the edge of the park

where the wind in the big old trees

creaks like an ark.

Not tomorrow, I’m dreaming

till dusk turns into dawn – dust, must,

most, moot, moon, mown, down –

with my hand on an open unread book,

a bird that’s never flown . . . distantly

the birdsong of the telephone.

Not the following evening, I’m dreaming

in the monocle of the moon,

a sleeping S on the page of a bed

in the tome of a dim room, the rain

on the roof, rhyming there,

like the typed words of a poem.

Not the night after that, I’m dreaming

till the stars are blue in the face

printing the news of their old light

with the ink of space,

yards and yards of black silk night

to cover my sleeping face.

Not the next evening, I’m dreaming

in the crook of midnight’s arm

like a lover held by another

safe from harm, like a child

stilled by a mother, soft and warm,

twelve golden faraway bells for a charm.

Not that night either, I’m dreaming

till the tides have come and gone

sighing over the frowning sand,

the whale’s lonely song

scored on wave after wave of water

all the wet night long.

Not the last evening, I’m dreaming

under the stuttering clock,

under the covers, under closed eyes,

all colours fading to black,

the last of daylight hurrying

for a date with the glamorous dark.

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