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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


Photo credits:

Menindee Lakes, Australia, by Mike Frost.

Water dripping from branch. By Jasmine Coates.


This poem was first published on 11th May 2021 at Republished with permission.

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