| LISBONby Byron Beynon WAVESFirm muscles of water move deliberately across the board pumping the air with sounds; a panoply of waves, the preserved overlap in a mind of curling whispers come to blend with the shore. Complex characters with a fickle strength their joints flex the sinew of each current, a flipper of transport for the moving sea. LISBON Lisbon is a ship full of discoverers. Again you come to me after all those fallen decades as I follow the inquisitive rhythm of the Tagus. A source for adventure, the brave, the reckless, those with enough faith reaching towards a fresh horizon. I send you a memory of exiled postcards, a stainglassed window from history made for the people to scrutinize as flags slowly unfurl. The tides are my witnesses, calmly speaking their unique speech to the stars. PONTE 25 DE ABRIL Crossing the river I imagined a bird flying over this stretch of confident water guiding me towards home, towards safety. The familiar light, a dagger of sun piercing the eye, the accomplished link that gained a foothold on each shore. I float with thermals beneath the sky’s arc, deep blues which caress the mind’s senses, I travel there with time on my frame.RUBBERY Each wave a miniature cliff crumbling into foam and forgotten. Molecules of sand come to the boil, hot-plates beneath the sole as a tune of sea ripples into chord. A flux of turquoise adding season to the flavour of the shore, while conforming lizards wait for the evening feast of moths, their rubbery bodies translucent against the bulbous light. About the Author:Byron Beynon lives in Wales. His work has appeared in several publications including Adelaide Literary Magazine, San Pedro River Review, North of Oxford, The London Magazine and Poetry Ireland Review. Collections include Cuffs (Rack Press) and The Echoing Coastline (Agenda Editions). His selected poems appeared in 2018 (Bilingual: English/Romanian – published by Bibliotecha Universalis/Collectiile/ Revistei “Orizont Literar Contemporan”, translations by Dr Monica Manolachi, University of Bucharest). |