One Poem by James Bell

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

looking down from here

is different to up from here
where there is the natural sky
and only sky with maybe clouds
because maybe clouds change more

still there is light and dark
where stars flicker in darkness
and stay where they are whereas
the lights of cars below make me dizzy

I prefer to look down from here in the day
at the serrations of parked cars
the pimple hairs of trees
the geometry of foreshortened buildings

though this cannot go on forever
my feet in fresh air feel an itch
to connect with the ground
court the conclusion of vertigo
yet refuse to give in to the cliché


James Bell is Scottish and now lives in France. He has written and published poetry for twenty years. At present he is at work on his first short story collection.

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