shed light, a poem

“No one can shed light on vices he does not have or affliction he has never experienced.” – Juan de Mairena
shed light
shed light

Her fever had been a concern for all
but it was not until the third day
that she had begun to shed light;
during the day
it was only the faintest glow under a shady tree
and you really couldn’t see it in the sunlight
but at night when the lamps were off
she had begun to ignite the entire room into a pale faery fire
and even after the fever had finally been broken
this continued for several weeks
much to the delight of her younger sisters.

by matt at shadow of iris


Read another poem of light and shadow:
lightproof, a poem

Thank you for reading, shed light.


“I have just come down from my father.
Higher and higher he lies
Above me in a blue light
Shed by a tinted window.”
- James Dickey

“A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one; yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace.” – Walter de La Mare

“And when upon his pillow laid,
the friendly Urisk, by his bed
Hovered, inspiring dreams as bright,
As e’er on sleeper’s mind shed light, –
Of love’s and glory’s fulles stream
Through a long future poured for him.”
William Bennet

shed light

Comments

  1. Oh, wow. This is splendid. I don’t know what else to say… I never know how to adequately comment on poetry. I feel like my clumsy words will somehow shatter the spell, and all the magic will disappear.

    It sort of reminded my of Sylvia Plath’s Fever 103, but more whimsical; less intense and dark. But the idea of rebirth in flame, purifying fever, a holy glow… the two pieces definitely seem thematically linked.

    I’ve only read 10 or so of your poems, but this is my favorite so far. Loved the last line, though I can’t pinpoint why, exactly. It made the piece warmer somehow, and more real; solid.

    Great work.

  2. I’m so glad you liked it … I have a few scary and experimental poems coming through for Halloween … hope I don’t go overboard. Praise makes me nervous. Best wishes!

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