Nan Williamson

Nan Williamson Poems

everyone knows
Everyone knows it's unsettling
yellow blooms in a tall blue glass
chimes ringing under twisted trees
...

the death of love

Right off, we knew it was precarious:
two families torn apart for years.
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against the night

1.
It's late:
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fame, baby

Consider night´s bridge
ablaze with copper lights:
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asombrada

pasan los días
cuando pierdo la maravilla
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city song

called to a thousand times I never looked back
made my way to the unreal city
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interlude

sleeping on the rooftop
lulled by mourning doves
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dark matter

I wanted to stay but
whispering lines from Solomon's
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secret concert

Barefoot, we follow the shore,
fine sand burnishing feet,
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courtesan (from the floating world)

Blue blue grass lines the river bank
wild wild willows overfill the tangled garden
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demonic snow

I´m not mollified by sunrays
striking green bottles
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you have a right

You have a right to carnations,
the flowers of god.
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midnight carnival

Under an emerald moon
the midnight carnival's
...

14.

autumn

late afternoon October yellow
lights still-blooming Contessas
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15.

wind

shrieks cold pale light
strikes hawthorn trees
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unconsoled

In a white milk jug,
mirrored in the lacquered oak,
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17.

bastet

1.
curled in languorous sun,
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georgian bay meditation


Rosy granite, dark-veined
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heard in the shell

For D. after breast cancer diagnosis
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days go by
when I lose hold of wonder
when last night's quarrel
or fresh reported slaughters
...

Nan Williamson Biography

Nan Williamson is an artist, teacher, and poet, a member of The Ontario Poetry Society and The League of Canadian Poets. Her poems have been published in numerous poetry anthologies and literary journals in Canada and the U.K. Her chapbook leave the door open for the moon was published by Jackson Creek Press,2015. As well as poetry and art, she loves red wine, chocolate, her 1870 home, and Rod’s veal stew with black olives.)

The Best Poem Of Nan Williamson

Everyone Knows

everyone knows
Everyone knows it's unsettling
yellow blooms in a tall blue glass
chimes ringing under twisted trees
nine golden elephants ears silver-tipped
keep time with swinging trunks
under a moon edged in green

a rough-tongued gargoyle mutters low
no clowns allowed
but the nude in the doorway
smuggles them in disguised
as peddlers offering blue apples

you see their footprints in the dust

no one plays the piano
the nude licks her lips
tips her flute to the sky
nine clowns shuffle
flat feet in a slow motion dance
under midnight chandeliers

smoothed by long fingers your eyelids
grow heavy a violet voice
punctuates the dark sky chants for elephants
clowns fools and the tall black man
juggles his torches in time with the flute

everyone knows the best dreams slip in as clouds

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