A lesser man would have been turned to stone
by such a look,
such a dirty look,
disparaging
dismissive,
certainly worthy of a Gorgon,
but I survived it
I’m glad to say
though I still look uneasily
at the stone statues
commemorating the famous and infamous,
the religious idols,
the gargoyles,
devils and pixies
and I wonder,
was it the skill of the unknown carvers,
or was it just a look that did the trick?
Well, we’ll never know.
____________________________________________________________________Turning to Stone
by Lynn White
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award.
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