Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009


by Louise Mason

You carefully calculated the scale of deception
pushed abacus pieces from left to right
You hid X's value in Y over Z
And moved chess pieces by cover of night.
You wrote to me often, your accomplice
Ridiculous signposts in hieroglyphics
Clarifying confusion.
Preserving knowledge for yourself
Embalming our sanctuary with toxins.
For a quiet life.
So when the noise found us
rubbled ruins lent no protection
from what they were forecasting.
I needed tablecloths and curtains
not starry constillations
promises make no indentation in swathes of doubt.
Maybe it's for the best.
Disappointment would have multiplied in the mirror.
Check mate only matters when it's raining
and map readings' a learnable skill.
Clock fingers erode present to past
and viewing devotion through a museum case
is less painful than expected.

A disconnected relic from another place
gathering dust.

Added: 27.04.2009