I was quite interested in how the experience of reading a poem can change when some manual activity is involved. Particularly, how turning a page gives the reader a chance to pause, think, wait and absorb the text.  So I decided to write a series of three little poems with just a sentence on one page just to see what happens. Here is the first one.

There is also the idea that these poems could be whispered on the pillow while in bed with the beloved.  It is a kind of ‘pillow talk’.  

Of course none of this can be re-created on a blog. But here is the third of these little poems anyway.

shall be well

a poem to whisper on the pillow.

When all
this is over,
and, at last,
we can be still,
I will whisper like
Mother Julian did,
that all indeed
shall be well. 

When we are alone
and we sleep
entwined,
we shall dream
of a new world
emerging for us
in such splendour.

And we shall be refreshed,
and in joy
we shall delight
in playfulness,
and then,
flat on our backs
and arms outstretched
we shall give
ourselves away
to the earth & sky.

*Mother Julian was a 15th century mystic. In her writings she wrote
“and all shall be well,
and all shall be well,
and all manner of things shall be well”