After the killing

i.m of Jo Cox MP
 

After the killing

The day after that man killed Jo Cox

I ate strawberries

for breakfast

because they were fat

and red

and ready with the sweetness of joy.

I walked to the top of the hill

and saw the sea, grey and cold

but breathing, below,

all the while

on its incoming tide over endless sands

rolling always and forever.

I sat on a seat above the beach

in the sun

and emptied my mind

watched the waves –

sheets of steel

rolling on.

I listened to Bach played on guitar

massive concertos

pitching

in six stunning strings.

I spoke to a young woman

who I had known when she was a girl

and we talked about her glorious baby

due soon

on some happy day.

I bought a new novel

to read later …

That anticipation

that it is there

the words waiting

for me

when I am ready

sometime

this summer.

I picked herbs from the garden –

mint and parsley

and watched the cat rolling

in the catnip

quite off her face.

I saw the swallows

scything over the fat meadow

to gather food

for their young.

And, just to make sure

that you were there

I sent you a text

on a pretext.

Still there.

I read a poem

on Facebook

by a friend

who said

we have to do this

because

however bad the world is

there is love

and light

and no-one can take that away

from us.

So I wrote new poetry

about love

because that is all there is

and I thought of life

this life

how we

have to keep breathing

over our own endless sands.

First published here: https://iamnotasilentpoet.wordpress.com/

This poem was read out at a memorial event for Jo Cox in Canterbury in July 2016, and at Big Get Together events in July 2017 at various venues in England, and on Bardsey Island, Ynys Enlli.

For more info on events  https://www.jocoxfoundation.org