Excuse me, I am not sure
if you’d appreciate the offer.
I’d hate you to think me rude
and I will gladly move
but I’m always hearing
examples of great daring:
how grandma climbed Kilimanjaro,
about Pop and his one-man boat.
Perhaps you are intrepid like them
and belong at the helm
of this hard-angled argonaut?
You want to work the oars
straight-backed, and navigate
a sea of exacting strangers,
lands so far unreachable to me.
You have proud adventurers’ feet.
Poem by Rachel Piercey (UK)
Published in Issue 35 of The Ofi Press.
Rachel Piercey won the Newdigate Prize in 2008 with her poem Returning, 1945. She is an editor at Cadaverine magazine and the Emma Press. Her illustrated pamphlet of love poems, The Flower and the Plough, came out with the Emma Press in 2013.
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