Behind the scenes: thirty-one - a poem

The last of the three time-piece poems from my book.

thirty-one (page 68 in breaking open)

31, thirsty for hope
it’s been a dark night
but there’s a halo of light on the horizon
flickering on and off
sometimes it lasts long enough 
to light the whole day.

This is the last of the three poems from Tanya Markul’s prompt: point out three decades of your life where you changed, where life happened (11, 21 and 31), which I used in my book, breaking open, referenced below.

In my next Behind the Scenes post I’ll dive deeper into the lines of thirty-one (ten years ago now), and an exploration of this time.

What does it spark in you? Can you remember a time in your life when you’ve been thirsty for hope?