by Erina Booker

You are present
in the absences now,
in conjecture: ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybe’;
having entered
the musty mansion
of myself
with your fingers of light
slicing the dark grey
making motes dance
in defiance of gravity
exposing looped webs
to your broom’s excision;
But now you are
the emptiness in me,
like a clay pot,
though this time
the emptiness is not
what makes it useful,
and the cobwebs are
what I have left.

©Erina Booker 2015

About Erina Booker

Erina Booker is a writer, teacher, and counsellor, and her life has been largely about words and the many uses of language. She has written poetry for most of her life, studying at Cornell University, Ithaca, NY, and completing a major in Literature within her Bachelor of Arts degree from Griffith University, Brisbane, Australia. Currently, she has five collections of poems in print. Her sixth, ‘Coalescence’, is her first collaborative venture into the fusion of art and poetry. Her background covers a further range of studies & interests, including Post Graduate Counselling, Applied Science in Medical Imaging, & also Musical Performance with the instruments of piano, flute, and ‘cello. Added to which, she owned and ran a sheep farm in the Central Tablelands of New South Wales for ten years, breeding black sheep, and enjoying the deep connection she feels with the natural world. Her varied experiences inform her writing as she draws on an intricate tapestry of events. Erina Booker lives in Sydney, Australia.

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