Tuesday Poem

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So New Zealand author and blogger Mary McCallum has been posting a poem every Tuesday. She calls it Tuesday Poems (um, duh) and other New Zealand bloggers have been joining her. I haven't really been writing much poetry since I did a course on it in my second year (who knows why, since I loved the course and it was amazing.) Anyway, I've been missing it lately so, though I have no pretensions to be A Poet, I will be posting a poem every Tuesday, and I'll be trying to post a poem of my own. I won't guarantee brilliance and occasionally I might end up posting someone else's.

This is all in the nature of a warning: unpublished poetry ahead! Danger, Will Robinson, there are Vogons on the left-hand bow.

Tuesday Poem: 30 March

At the concert I see the woman dancing alone.
Her body explains what it means to say
      my heart goes out to her.

It doesn’t mean
      I feel sorry for her.

It doesn’t mean
      I think of her difficult time and am selfishly relieved.

It means
      I look at her and my chest cracks open
      And my heart leaps out.

It means
      I want her.

It means
      God, let me just stand up and join her.