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Sea of Stars

October 28, 2010

by Dick Jones

They will require,
should I return,
that I give name
to all the things I saw.

Even as I feed back
voltage, trickle chemistry
past their electrodes;
even as I share

my heartbeat with their monitors,
my blood with their microscopes,
they will question
in quiet voices,

seeking out new nouns
with which to corner
the ineffable, new verbs
to charge the immaterial.

As now their aerial voices —
filtered through ionosphere,
the shingle-clouds of asteroids,
across these tideless oceans —

whisper insubstantial, needle-thin,
scratching their need to know
the unknowable onto the mighty
silence. I trail interrogation

like a shower of sparks.
But from this eminence
I no longer heed
their eyes that scrutinize,

lidless, unswerving. This dark
accomodates a billion eyes, speculating
my parabola by day, by night, probing
for my tiny skidding light.

Implacable, incurious, I navigate
the brilliant wastes — long black
sargassos drifting, planet wrack
and flotsam, dereliction.

And beyond, always beyond,
the bright flying splinters of the stars.


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Dick Jones blogs at Patteran Pages and has placed poems in such magazines as Orbis, The Interpreter’s House, Poetry Ireland Review, Westwords, MiPOesias, Three Candles and Other Poetry.

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  1. October 28, 2010 at 5:11 pm

    Beautiful piece, Dick. Hope all’s well.

  2. Heather Reid
    October 29, 2010 at 10:31 am

    Just beautiful.

  3. October 29, 2010 at 10:39 am

    Shiveringly good!

  4. October 29, 2010 at 12:07 pm

    “…This dark
    accomodates a billion eyes…”

    Penetratingly brilliant! If there is such a way to put how it feels when a chord in the spirit has been struck–like your poem has in mine–that no word can approximate. I love your poetry, again words too paltry for what I feel.

    Thank you, Dick.

  5. October 29, 2010 at 1:58 pm

    Thank you so much, everyone. Like any poet who launches a piece into hyperspace, I very much ‘heed the eyes that scrutinize’ and am delighted when they approve!

    Jo – gone but not forgotten! I’m acutely conscious that the entirely wonderful Ouroboros didn’t feature in my list of publications (which I grabbed at random). I should have been less modest and listed the lot! Catch me up with what’s happening.

  6. October 29, 2010 at 5:49 pm

    Beautiful, Dick! Love the title, ‘the bright flying splinters of the stars’ and so much more.

  7. Alex
    November 17, 2010 at 12:50 pm

    Another beauty, Dick! I look forward to many more. Alex

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