Poem: Morning

Morning

Light in the seam of dawn

lighting the unlit wick,

curled within the bed beside

beckoning me awake.

Light that cracks a cobalt sky,

on faces never seen

peering through a sheer drape,

fading in between.

Light of my hair and skin and eyes

that darken with the clock.

Light of dreams; I am opaque

striking match to watch flame drop.

Take me into lightning storm

draw me close to your hearth,

paint in ochre-ivory

this city that I love.

Filter through the windowpane

dapple skin in gold,

diminish into violet dusk

and exhale out in smoke.

Wait for me inside of dawn

in morning light to burn –

with bones light

body light

beginning light

to which

I do

Return.

Isabella Jensen is well advanced in studies for a Bachelor of Laws (LLB) and Bachelor of Fine Arts at Queensland’s University of Technology. With completed studies in real estate sales and property management, she works part-time as a Law Clerk at a commercial and property law firm. Isabella also has a love of creative writing, that ‘bridges personal experience’, and stems from ‘a rich intergenerational tradition of storytelling within her family’. Outside of writing, her studies and her work, she ‘finds joy in early mornings, the quiet intimacy of people singing alone in their cars, and cooking for loved ones’. Isabella, has recently seen her first poetry published.

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