Sally Evans

Rookie - 20 Points (1942 / London)

Whitby Jet - Poem by Sally Evans

Black stone soft to carve
beads, ornament, brooches.
Stone, fine and intricate,
to wear, to revel in,
and slowly break.

Below gull torn skies
in the fishing town,
by Staithes, under quayside sails,
the sharp glitter, a dark rainbow
in booths.

Night flowering, a perennial glow
of east coast darkness, the poet-monk
Caedmon's fire.

Comments about Whitby Jet by Sally Evans

  • (6/23/2014 2:44:00 AM)

    Brian, it is about the soft shiny black mineral found near Whitby on the east coast of England. which is made into jewellery etc (Report) Reply

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  • Brian Jani (6/22/2014 3:50:00 PM)

    I honestly didn't understand this poem, but i must say its rich in vocabulary (Report) Reply

  • (7/31/2011 3:37:00 PM)

    This poem is nornally set centre. I dont set centre very often, but this being centred makes you think of a jet bead or carving (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 25, 2011

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