Friday, February 03, 2006

HOMEOSTASIS by jeroen nieuwland


why does streetlamp light at night not have its own word;
crayons could be labeled lamppost-yellow.

at the height of its reflection
in an otherwise dark canal,
forget the thought of it.

at a later moment, in the same place
hold still for no particular reason.

Your eyebrows raised against
the night might help you understand.

In the canal
light floats;
a giant firefly
flickers, in tune with its original above.
at once brought to life and caught
between two constant ripples,
ceaselessly approaches
the stillness of the light that it extends.

jeroen nieuwland. writing a PhD on social commitment in modern Hindi poetry (in Leiden, Netherlands). editor of poetry magazines and poetry stage Perdu in Amsterdam.