Knowledge of Things Unseen
Tuesday, 25 July 2023
| Jordan Rastrick
I've learned nothing
But I know something new
Let me fail to share it
I remember
Dimensionality in the leaves I remember
Strange exchanges, in cryptic tongues
And colours never seen
And words that fell like rain
And I still hear echoes of angels in the choir
And I still hear the four right chords
And I still tremble
And I still seek I know not what
All a-tumbling and a-skewing and culminating in... something
An embrace, preloved and prevanished?
An invisible whisper?
A soul ablaze like fairy lights?
A glance, not quite flirtatious and not really noticed?
A crack?
I'm altered
I remain
I ache
I'm just a low grade mystic
Kneeling beneath an empty sky
For now, that suffices
Jordan Rastrick is a software engineer and occasionally a poet. He lives in Erskineville with a flatmate and a shy cat. He writes at write.as/lying-sleeping-gods/.
Photo credits:
Menindee Lakes, Australia, by Mike Frost. https://mikefrost.net/the-most-beautiful-places-ive-ever-seen.
Water dripping from branch. By Jasmine Coates.
This poem was first published on 11th May 2021 at https://write.as/lying-sleeping-gods/knowledge-of-things-unseen. Republished with permission.