Tuesday Poem – NOT EVEN

NOT EVEN, by Ben Ziman-Bright

the wet rustle of rain

can dampen today.   Your letter

buoys me above oil-rainbow puddles

like a paper boat, so that even

soaked to the skin,

I am grinning.

I discovered a great new organisation (well, new to me) in the doctor’s waiting room a few months ago. It’s called “Poems in the Waiting Room” which produces piles of folding poetry leaflets for distribution in medical waiting rooms. The edition I found has nine really good poems on it, and the leaflet’s yours to take away with you, which I did. I like this poem very much, so I decided to share it today. You don’t have to be ill to enjoy it!

Poems in the Waiting Room is a delightful discovery – the most extensive arts in health charity in the NHS – and they’ll be my Christmas donation this year. So have a look at their website, and of course, as always, have a look at the other Tuesday Poems as well.

4 Responses to “Tuesday Poem – NOT EVEN”

  1. Elizabeth Welsh Says:

    Belinda, what a fabulous discovery! I love the idea of poetry lurking in places unthought of and a doctor’s surgery is definitely one of those places. I am going to check out the website, thank you for posting it, and the gem of a poem. What an autumn delight!

  2. admin Says:

    Yes, isn’t it a great idea? So much better than a pile of last year’s HELLO magazines! It’s the kind of idea you wish you’d had yourself – as good, or maybe even better, than Poems on the Underground. And I’m very pleased you like the poem, too.

  3. mary mccallum Says:

    I love ‘I am grinning’ – something about a ‘grin’ … wierdly enough it’s in the penultimate line of my Tuesday blogpost this week.

  4. admin Says:

    Don’t you love the apparent coincidences in the Tuesday Poem blog entries?

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