We’ve returned to our Words, Pauses, Noises competition winners and this week, we have returning contributor, David Russomano gracing our posts again with his poem, ‘On Nights’.
It rains on nights when the leaves have gone,
coating every branch in black,
drenched. The cold light from street lamps
caught in the boughs turns to spiders’ webs—
silver fragmented lines extend
out in shaky patterns like cracks
in a mirror met by a fist.
From the center of a mirror
struck by a fist, silver fractures
extend out in shaky patterns,
shimmering like spiders’ webs of
drenched black boughs back lit by simple
street lamps on a rainy night when
the leaves have taken something with them.
This piece showcases an intriguing inverted perspective, where David hones in on micro moments that reflect a completely different outcome. The subtle change in reality has the reader flickering back to the beginning for another look, relishing in its visual symmetry. Next week, we’ll continue on with more from the Words, Pauses, Noises competition so hold tight and keep following.