A State of Being
Under blue shadows of a red cliff
I dream the sky will collapse.
*
The moon is an eye
that does not suffer
the sun is an eye
that does not blink
though it burns
in the haven of my skull.
*
There are signs
I have ignored
knowing nothing of words
that may be needed
should a stranger come
from a different world.
*
Here in the gorge
I am not yet starving.
On the shadowed side
are broken pots.
When I have eaten
how much will be left?
Peter Viggers gained an MA in Poetry (2016) from the University of Manchester; poems have been shortlisted for the Bridport Competition (2018 / 2022) and published among others in Orbis, SMOKE and Best New British and Irish Poets Anthology (2021).