The wind orchestrates its theme of loneliness and the rain has too much glitter in it, yes. They are like words, the wrong ones, insisting I listen to sense. But I too am obstinate. I have white walls, white curtained windows. What need have I of the night's jet-black, outlandish ornament? What I am after is
Vona Groarke is an Irish poet and the author of X (The Gallery Press, 2014), Spindrift (Wake Forest University Press, 2010), and Juniper Street (Wake Forest University Press, 2006). Her awards include the Brendan Behan Memorial Prize, the Hennessy Award, the Michael Hartnett Award, and the Strokestown International Poetry Award. She teaches at the Centre for New Writing at the University of Manchester in England.