Dawn Poem

by Colleen Cumbers


A struggle, a fight

After an interminable darkness

The first rays pierce through

Penetrating the body, the heart, the soul

The body

The thrill pulsing through the veins

The gush of intoxication



The fervency of the mortal

The golden tinge to the world around you

Everything, all that ever could be: nothing

A moment, so fragile

Waiting for the shift

The Earth’s hemispheres to disrupt this moment

But nothing

Just euphoria

This is life

This is living

This is a lie.

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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