Locked In
(for Gordon)
Et la lune descend sur le temple qui fût (Images 1907, Debussy)
And the moon goes down over the temple that was
And the temple that was struggles for breath
And struggles for breath punctuate the rhythm of the voice
And the voice remembers from far off the owl’s haunting cry
And the haunting cry is what he remembers of lost time
And time lost sighs, being breathed into the locked room
And the locked room despairs that the only key has flown
Annie Wright is a founder member of Vane Women writing, publishing and performing collective. Recently relocated to Scotland, she’s running poetry workshops and started The Lit Room readings. Her next full collection, Dangerous Pursuit of Yellow, is to be published by Smokestack Books in 2019.