Britannia Libre

Photograph: ©John Stadnicki 2018

 

Teach me how to read Rublev’s majestic blue,

everything written on my skin

over so many years,

 

the omnipresence of all the irrelevant victories

you had and

you washed with blood-red water,

 

look back at the world with

the same tenderness I

look at an infant,

 

give way to a requiem for the pilgrim

fallen indoors like a moth negotiating

its destiny

with each letter.

 

Unknown thy name.

 

For the first time, I

walk. Blind, absent.

I become tomorrow.

 

©Maria Stadnicka 2018

 

 

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