A silver pool

Chapter 23: RAINBOW

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About This Book

The volume gathers short, lyrical poems that move between intimate confession and vivid, travel-tinted scenes, often using sea, desert, and carnival imagery to evoke longing and desire. Many pieces treat love, loss, and memory with devotional or elegiac tones, transforming personal feeling into music and visual metaphor. Occasional persona poems and translated voice-poems recall distant cultures and theatrical figures, while recurring motifs—stars, fires, pools, and painted streets—anchor the collection’s contemplative mood.

RAINBOW

There was a house of many rooms,

Windows and walls and doors,

Where shadows etched the ceilings,

And crept across the floors.

There sunlight only flickered,

And seemed a wanton ghost

Lavishing an empty feast,

Upon a motley host.

When I left that changeling home,

I hid my ragged scars,

Then bound my heart with singing days,

And night-time climbed the stars.