METROPOLITAN EPIPHANY
BY POET IN RESIDENCE, TAMAR ZHGHENTI: APRIL 2024
Latest poem by Rainy Day Healing’s Poet in Residence Tamar Zhghenti
METROPOLITAN EPIPHANY
It was a car park, not a park,
But one night, I distinctly heard
A lark singing in the dark.
The voice was sweet, its tune stark
(Not many birds there to be stirred –
It was a car park, not a park),
Thus, my ears could easily mark
The sound of the little bird –
It was the lark, out in the dark.
Filling my soul with a vivid spark,
It felt as if I stood allured
Before Eden, the biblical park.
Though the moon had hidden its arc,
The sky was spoiled, like coffee with curd,
I sensed light’s triumph over dark.
Like the Dove to Noah’s ark,
It brought hope to the urban absurd.
Yes, near a car park, not a park,
A lark was singing in the dark.
APRIL 2024
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