A commission

This poem will be appearing (cast in metal) somewhere in a park, in a wall or on a street in West Central Halifax very soon.

Harmony

Though we may have different words
for love and prayer
it’s the same dawn chorus
that sweetens our mornings,
the same moon
that butters our midnight gardens
with its light.

And, though we may not know it,
In the evenings
when onions and spices
are sizzling in their frying pans
and lentils are softening
in the pot,
the steamy songs
of our kitchens
sneak out to find each other,
fuse and tangle
over our roof tops
and sing.

This poem was commissioned by Harriet Dell to celebrate the communities of West Central Halifax and is currently being cast in metal for public display in the local area.


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