Tuesday poem: Red Sail by Sarah Broom

A red sail shouts out in the middle of the harbour,
a single red sail against the silver glare of sky
and water, and I point out the red sail to you – boat! –
and then turn back and catch your eye, your smile
so conspiratorial, so radiantly plump I stay
tuned into it dangerously long, then I turn back
to the sun – shall we drive into town? – and because
you know that all questions deserve an answer,
and because you love to be part of the conversation,
you give me one of our important, definite nods,
and I laugh and drive on, and still the red sail
flares in the white, as if to say lucky, lucky
– god, look how lucky you are.

From Tigers at Awhitu (page 29) by Sarah Broom
Published by Auckland University Press
Used with the permission of Auckland University Press

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Tuesday poem: Red Sail by Sarah Broom

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s