Tuesday poem on Monday: Coming home

Coming home, by Rosalind Brackenbury

The plane tips, the town
lies beneath me, all the streets
and yards I know, the small rows
and intimate glow of houses,
blot of trees; after the dark rush
of so much ocean, this patch of land
and everything I want
gathered there: my husband
in our car driving through
lakes to meet me, my daughter
standing at the stove tasting dinner
from a wooden spoon,
her head under the light.
Friends in these fragile boxes
that I rush down to; love, meals,
arguments beneath tin roofs
sluiced by rain. Rain slides
on the plane’s glass its long
diagonals; we shudder,
land in a puddle; on the steps
of the plane breathe first
the salt damp island air.


Used by permission of the author.


Rosalind Brackenbury was born in London, grew up in the south of England, has lived in Scotland and France, and now lives in Key West with her American husband. She is the author of 12 novels (the latest is ‘Becoming George Sand’) and six books of poetry (‘The Joy of the Nearly Old’ is the latest collection).

Although I spend time in Key West every year I’ve not met Rosalind, but her writing has great resonance for me, especially in poems such as this one, which is not only redolent with familiarity of the plane journey from Miami to Key West, but also reminds me of New Zealand. (Mention a small town, or tin roofs on an island, or rain and “blots of trees”, and I’m taken straight back to my childhood. Which may account for my late-onset love affair with Key West.)

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6 Responses to “Tuesday poem on Monday: Coming home”

  1. Michelle Elvy Says:

    hmmm, this captures the landing in a small humid and familiar island perfectly. I really like these lines:

    the small rows
    and intimate glow of houses,
    blot of trees; after the dark rush
    of so much ocean, this patch of land
    and everything I want
    gathered there

    – the contrast between the dark ocean and these new familiar small dots as they come into view… Glad to come here and discover this poet/novelist.

  2. Andrew Bell Says:

    Amazing poem and amazing pictures to accompany it.

    Have a Happy World Poetry Day, Belinda.

    http://aotearoasunrise.blogspot.co.nz/2013/03/world-poetry-day-waiting.html

    Cheers,
    Andrew Bell

  3. admin Says:

    Thanks Andrew – I’m delighted that you like this.

  4. admin Says:

    Thanks for your comment Michelle. That’s my favourite bit too!

  5. Mary McCallum Says:

    And my favourite bit too… everything rushes to a point – lovely

  6. admin Says:

    Good to know we all have such good taste together! Thanks Mary.

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