Today, I am grateful to a reader named Susan for taking time to send me a poem by Sarah Jane, a lover of words and a poet of note.
Here's the poem, which appears on her blog HERE and won the GoodReads Poetry contest for August.
Searching for a word I set
browsing the dictionary illustrations,
pages flush with
and obscure instruments and myriad
breeds of duck, which,
end up looking much the same.
These artists don’t
amongst the obvious; they illuminate
the oriel window; they
the lobate foot of the grebe.
The reindeer appears
tame and boxy
on paper, gigantic antlers bearing
the weight of
On page 1291, drawings disambiguate
and paly-bendy, two patterns of
think roadblock versus barbershop, TV
off-air image versus
They don’t do verbs in dictionary pictures,
so for zip here’s an
of two men intent on fencing.
the seahorse floats peacefully beyond
reach of the scythe. Pen-and-ink
sketches break the columns
like little windows opening
from one side of the brain
other. Tiptoe through, and pay
attention to the shapes of leaves,
can be hard to describe.