Castle Poem by Zoë Skoulding

all defences rise in a few straight lines
all sprung with traps
a curtain tower edging into weather
foundations in rock
the walls run with drops of green
as the sides of a glass
resist the flanking fire the enemy
deflected in mirrors arrow slits
loopholes of light the glint of an eye
sweat on skin trust me
as winter comes through walls of
these foreign stones another
country coming through the cracks
the ramparts wind around
the wind passing on her breath is
safety durability and strength
will laugh a siege to scorn
the oak door booms an entrance
above the shopping mall above the stability
of violence trust me forever