Welcome Back

by Aidan Chivers


The sleepless moonlight dusts the tops of trees,

  And tastes a calming scent upon my lips

  Which curls around my outstretched fingertips

And drifts, like fleeing dreams, along the breeze.

From dusky monochrome I turn away –

  I step inside, try in the darkness not to choke,

  And seek within this blacker, thicker smoke

Shapes half-remembered from the light of day.


A suppliant to days now passed, I clutch

  Each fleeing form which hides within these walls

     And feels its way through time’s well-trodden mind;

The corridors of loss evade my touch

  And deep within the years, a spectre calls

     For smoky moons and stars it left behind.

The Poor Print

The Oriel College Student Newspaper. Run by students, with contributions from the JCR, MCR, SCR, Staff. Current Executive Editors: Monim Wains and Martin Yip

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