Summer is the time of golden suns, bright yellows everywhere, and blazing heat … too much for me, but I like the brilliant colours …
THE TASTE OF YELLOW
the yellow finch
flies off the page
lands on a dandelion
pecks at the petals
which rise to form
new birds in song
which is clearly heard
by the blind man
two doors down
who catches a petal
on his tongue
and tastes gold
‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016.