FROM THE SUMMIT – a poem by Tony Lucas


You could take it in your arms –
so intimate, this silence
settling through the evening air.
It rises from enshrouded valleys
over long ridges shrouded thick
with trees, fills every space between
the mountains, turning the light
to haze, sound to almost nothing.

It is as if the circling hills
linked arms around you, from
coastline through the inland ranges
back toward the bay. Their colours
softening with the last pink sun
before they all subside beneath
the billowed covering of dark.


Tony Lucas has lived and worked in inner South London for many years.   Hs work has been published both in the UK and America, with the most recent collection of his work, Unsettled Accounts, issued by Stairwell Books in 2015.

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