‘Doubt’st Thou the Stars Are Fire?’

by Caroline Ball

Those waxen wings
Born of a father’s best-laid plans
Weaving some ethereal scheme
From an old man’s foolery

And you –
Borne aloft on fragile fancies
Revelling in your flight
Your freedom
As kingdoms and cities and mountains and oceans and temples and tombs
Pass beneath you
In the twinkling of a wave

But a moment’s distraction
A splash of sunlight on dark hair
The heart leaps
And suddenly, gravity.

The Poor Print

Established in 2013, The Poor Print is the student-run newspaper of Oriel College, Oxford. Written by members of the JCR, MCR, SCR and staff, new issues are published fortnightly during term. Our current Executive Editors are Siddiq Islam and Jerric Chong.

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