woodpigeon calling – a poem by Jackie Henshall

woodpigeon calling

a woodpigeon calling in the distance

a pause

another one replying nearby

a pause

again and again

a pause a pause

my shy being takes courage
that it is so
that this is a universe
with intimate recognitions
passing to and fro
that I am included inside

I make my own call
a long humming painting of a verse
slow beating with whispering wings
whoo whooo whoo who who am I?

a pause

I am waiting
like God perhaps
to know all the parts of myself
it is taking some time
with everything everywhere replying

it seems I may be larger than I thought and

a pause a pause a pause

longer than a lifetime can know





Jackie Henshall is an established artist working mostly in glass from her studio inside an old woollen mill in Carmarthenshire, Wales.  She has recently launched her first book of poems and drawings, there came upon me, with a gallery exhibition, with some  poetry readings as well to add another dimension. Previous work has been published in Amethyst Review and Braided Way, where she was nominated for Pushcart prize. http://www.jackiehenshall.co.uk

Leave a Comment