The Wait Sydney Wright
The Wait
We wait. We wait
For the turn of a blank page
At the end of a book.
For the final chapter that
Fell to the press of a
Backspace.
Space, empty space beckons,
Hanging around the
Corner, like a dewdrop
Dangling from a window ledge.
We wait to hear
The distant sound of a bucket,
Coming to rest far from the
Home from which it was kicked,
To hear the silence as it falls still
To hear it drowned out by life.
‘The Wait’ was a winning poem in the 2019 Newcastle Young People’s Poetry Competition.