States of Poetry - Poems
'Gap' by Paul Hetherington | States of Poetry ACT - Series One
by Paul Hetherington •
A gap opened every evening
emitting a panting – as soft as darkness,
or stray dog at exhaustion's end.
Unsettling, like a straggly bird,
it dropped dark feathers
of prickling desire into the room.
It knew the edges of solitude
like the blue glacier's encrusted ice,
and morphed into a clouded mirror
on which each searching glance stuck fast.
Paul Hetherington
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