I write and publish my poetry first on Instagram. Then on Sundays, I post the poem that received the most likes or comments here on my blog. Below is my most popular Instagram poem this week, “The Ring”.
The Ring From the seventeenth-century church with the round steeple at the centre of the town where her mother and father married, fifty years before, a short walk still takes you to the bench by the edge of the water, on which she made her proposal. “What a bird!” he said, that day, and ever after (to annoy her?), always laughing at how she’d surprised him into it. Down on one knee, a gold ring, a flower for his lapel, the works. Now, where their candlelights were lit, and a choir once sang at their union, their daughter enters a cathedral of silence. A few days before leaving home, she was still wondering why she needed to make this return and today she is unsure whether the water, so still it looks like stone, is a lake or a tidal pool. It draws its light from the dawn, and the moon and stars burning themselves out in smatters, all over the ceiling of the sky. The ground she stands on is polished mud, and she is barefoot, humble in her pilgrimage As the subtle lap of a wave reveals a tiny motion in the water, she waits inside her glass bell that still doesn't know how to ring.