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It began in her eyes, magma awoken
deep in craters, tinges spotted in a glance,
screened by lids that seemed to
lap at the light, tending her face with life.
Then her hair caught alight with invisible flame
and held the tone of beaches bathed in sun

and the brightness spread from face and head
to arms and legs to tips of toes
where glow worms thought they`d found a mate
and soon all her skin grew luminous,
so she`d sit at the lakeside like a fallen moon,
adoring her reflection in the still night water.

She`d wander the moors
and find hares dumbstruck
as she danced with the dragonflies,
and in the open fields she stole the stares
of all the sunflowers. When she strode the cliffs

the ships all lost their course
and swarms of moths would flow behind her
like a living cloak.

Her love spared nothing,
her heart as wide as light.


'Glowing' was placed 1st in the JBWB Summer Poetry Competition 2007.

© 2005 Seán Dagan Wood

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