Cynthia Grady and Nick Winkworth

Beneath the Balcony
Nick Winkworth
Inspiration Piece


Lingering Light
Cynthia Grady

Response

I remember the sun-baked warmth of an afternoon,
where no birdsong could be heard,
not a winged-creature buzzed,
I stood becalmed, relaxed, redeemed
Inside a honeyed silence.

Sunlight, like snowfall and love, transforms everything it touches.
I want the steadiness of the sun,
to look long enough to recognize everyone I meet.
I want the radiance of the sun,
to shine brightly enough to love everyone I know.

I want the sun’s flaming reach, the sun’s restorative ways.
I want to wrap a shawl of lacy shadows
around the shoulders of any stony façade.
I want the love that lingering light leaves with us.
Poets, have your moons– I want the sun.

 

2 Comments

  1. alicia hanson
    Posted December 10, 2012 at 4:38 pm | #

    what a lovely, warm and tasty collaboration. Here’s to more delicious work!

  2. Posted December 11, 2012 at 6:37 am | #

    I keep coming back to your work (both) and it is like a piece of the day you miss, take for granted and it is meant to be tied together…

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