FINDING A SUBJECT FOR POETRY
You hear it, as you
glance over your shoulder
while talking to someone,
see it approach
and fondle your cheek.
When you are driving
it makes you careless.
It catches you
while you are eating a sandwich.
It likes to move in your skull
teasing you with
all the ways
it can be delivered
onto your page. It disappoints.
It reminds you of itself.
You can't medicate
against it. Sometimes you feel closer
to it in your dreams.
You fall in love with it
even if it's ugly
but you fear it.
You know its power
to possess.
CP
Nana Ollerenshaw grew up in Connecticut, married an Australian, and moved to Australia in 1965. She changed from school teaching to nursing in 1988, and currently lives in Buderim on the Sunshine Coast of Queensland.
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