Cushions – a poem by Stephen Kingsnorth


Scattered comfort
circulates about the
furnishing pressure points;
pins and needles kept in place,
the pain is lessened,
ready cartilage.

Though nap in Galilean boat
arouses fear for lack of care,
why speak of props,
why mention bolsters
unless were there,
bulwark to suffer, without buffer,
stern rebuke from stern?

Plumped to prop, flexible,
the cushion takes the body shape.

Is comfort too readily available
corporate or corporeal?


Stephen Kingsnorth (Cambridge M.A., English & Religious Studies), retired to Wales from ministry in the Methodist Church, has had pieces accepted by some twenty on-line poetry sites, including Amethyst Review; and Gold Dust, The Seventh Quarry, The Dawntreader, Foxtrot Uniform Poetry Magazines, Vita Brevis Anthology ‘Pain & Renewal’ & Fly on the Wall Press ‘Identity’.


  1. Beautifully evoked


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