NASIM ASL – NORTH EAST

 

 

RAPTURE

A poem built from book titles

 

Just listen; birdsong.

A gathering light, half of a yellow sun; a thousand splendid suns.

Promise me the singing; the harsh cry of the heron

before the dark; after the dawn; one day; elsewhere.

Inkheart.

 

Just one look; love walked in.

The fault in our stars sing you home before I go to sleep.

Handle with care, promise me – I am the messenger; I am the world;

heaven’s net is wide across the nightingale floor.

Inkspell.

 

Just in case; the subtle knife.

The riddle a song of ice and fire – a storm of swords.

The glass palace shattered, catching fire. Northern lights long lost.

The heart of darkness too close to home.

Inkdeath.