Two Poems by Paul Brookes

Where To

find me
in the quiet between gusts

where I am, what I mean
to the spring vase on the windowsill

where you are, what you are
to the summer dust on the mantelpiece

where things stand, how they are,
up and down the autumn of stairs

when they will be what you want
once the mattress is turned

in this home of changing weather
we pass on to our children.

*

In The Waiting Room

one uplight shaped like a bowl
held out by the wall fitting
as if in offering

flickers an irregular heartbeat.
Not good for folk with epilepsy.

Consent has been signed off
for the invasion. Tablets

swallowed to ease nausea.
Sunblaze melts the skies
outside to blue with contrails.

Tops of trees move in a slight breeze.
People whisper in blue chairs.
Others tap quiet mobiles,

or stare cross legged into space.
Hospital roof has small pyramids
and domes like somewhere sacred.


Paul Brookes is a shop assistant. His chapbooks are The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley (Dearne Community Arts, 1993), The Headpoke and Firewedding (Alien Buddha Press, 2017), A World Where and She Needs That Edge (Nixes Mate Press, 2017, 2018) The Spermbot Blues (OpPRESS, 2017), and forthcoming Ghost Holiday  (Alien Buddha Press).


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