Writings / Poetry

Michael Follow

Anti-Flash White

In spring the willows’ black bark is oiled stone.
Its color soaked by the snowflakes’ whiteness –

Not the whiter or whitest that faded winter.

The streets are empty for tarry brooks.
The forest estuaries over their banks blanked.

Not in this world did I appear living.
You thought I saw you in anti-flash white.

I was overexposed; it’s hard to describe
How the past turned black or invisible.

The only true colors of the world
Are those seen most perfectly in the starry night.

Or in the drowned world at the near shore
Of the brook. In the dell, the indelible

That the black everything-never-was turns into.

Last Words of Pindar

Orpheus knew her in the dream’s fake memory
The years were lifelike and invisible

After looking at nothing hard he woke up
Before reaching to write her biography

With the light on all disappears
And off, she comes again
That is how darkness sees

No sleepers remember what’s said to them

First recollection – in the distance music
Even the Unreal knew him for lyric

After the appearance the girl was blond
With the tenderness of newness

Does that make sensing different
Or the present, physicality and future’s pen black?

It does and did and that was how the dead once lived

About The Author

Author

Michael Follow grew up in Nova Scotia. He finished his BA in 2006 and now runs a small business in Halifax.

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