The Third Story of the Country House at Aegae by Daniel Hinds

The Third Story of the Country House at Aegae

by Daniel Hinds

The Third Story of the Country House at Aegae

I reflect on the rain.

I asked for you,
When I was on the cross,
“I’m thirsty.” I said.
When madness took me,
You drowned,
In a lake full of lilies,
Ophelia.
When I am called upon
To write. It is you,
That spills forth.

It rains,
On the ruins,
Of the blackened house,
After I am gone.

Steam,
From the ruins,
The Forest seethes,
I am out,
At last!
Sitting as I am,
With the Gods.
She sings,
And I start,
Which is very amusing,
Because I never gave her a voice.

A Muse,
me? She says.
But I’m just,
Water in a glass,
Changing and insubstantial.

I speak: I can’t even remember,
The original name of Lorraine,
I shall call myself Poseidon!
It rains on all men, artist, God alike!
It rains, Lorraine.
An actress, hence, I think she knows what she does; Leading Lady,
Out into the rains.
On the third story
A draught!
?

Daniel Hinds was highly commended in the Young Adults category of the NCLA’s Water Poetry Competition 2012.

The NCLA Water Poetry Competition was judged by W.N. Herbert and John Burnside. The ceremony was held at Northern Stage on 23rd February 2012.

Photographs of the event can be viewed here.

NCLA Water Poetry Competition website.