shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Colin Pink lives in London, England. His poems have appeared in a wide range of poetry magazines such as Poetry News, South Bank Poetry, Poetry Salzburg Review, Urthona, Ink Sweat & Tears. "Acrobats of Sound", his first collection of poems, was published by Poetry Salzburg in 2016.

Colin Pink

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Appearance and Reality

The fly raps smartly on the window like a rent
collector who cannot believe that no one is in.

It hurls its body again at the invisible barrier
that keeps both hope and frustration alive.

Dauntless, it turns itself into a hammer to crack
the pane and so regain the freedom of open air.

The glass will not give and an angry buzz,
vibrates through it, but still there's no way out.

It pauses a while, contemplating this puzzling turn
of events, as it waits for energy to hurl itself again.

Later, I see it, quiet at last, a black speck, wings transparent
against the light, at the foot of the sill - the window open now.