I wrote Wind helped by your generous donations allowing plenty of fuel to start my braincells working. My partner has suffered painful eye issues for a while now and seeing him be able to read even a couple of pages of his Sword book was both moving and a relief. I felt able to take myself off for a coffee wothought over worrying about how he would mange for an hour without me.
I am working on a collection themed on the weather and mine and Mick's relationship and will keep you updated with poems and paintings. Thank you all again for the support and thank you Brian for signing up for monthly support. I really appreciate it and will send you exclusive content soon.
Wind
Today my husband is studying swords
And rediscovering a joy in kennings
As his eye that has no sight
Has finally stopped hurting
So the other eye can now return
To read, and record, and recognise my face
That I was scared would be forgotten.
As he quotes to me,
‘Incitement of the sorrow of the fence of battle’
I think of the shield ulcer that
Cloaked and covered his eye
His sorrow becoming the repetition
Of eye drops and eye creams
That ensuingly and eventually eroded.
The energy of unseen motion,
Particles changed by his serpent of wound
Resulting in two pages of beloved
Literature, formal and academic
Emerging rousing and romantic
As I see eyes negotiating the leafs
Unknowingly unforgetting my face.