Poem Of The Month: June 2014
For June's Poem of the Month, I have chosen the poem 'Nothing is Still' by Martin Domleo.
It is taken from his collection Increasing the Denominator.
NOTHING IS STILL
Everything moves, outside, inside,
diamond, tungsten, dust.
On the switchback ride
along the curved horizon,
nothing is still.
Now is history –
as soon as you’ve said it.
There’s no escaping one-way Time:
onwards, forwards
until Rush Hour comes,
you collection of particles, you.
Things are thrown awry,
stretched and pulled;
spiralling galaxies claw at the lip,
pause, topple and lunge
like grape-shot
back into the barrel.
No crush, no queuing,
no turning back
from the face-to-face
fracture too swift for thought.
Clocks stop:
end of matter,
end of dreams,
The End.
Only nothing is still.
Until, until… the next odds-off lottery
lines up ten million digits;
with a showman’s shout,
dares to disturb perfect peace.
Image by David Riding
If you enjoy this poem,
why not buy a copy of this collection.
Copyright © Martin Domleo 2014
All rights reserved
The author has asserted her/his right under Section 77
of the Copyright, Design and Patents Act 1988
to be identified as the author of this work.
British Library Cataloguing in Publication Data.
A catalogue record for this book is available from
the British Library
If you enjoyed the poem 'Nothing is Still', why not buy a copy of Increasing the Denominator by Martin Domleo.
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