I was not sure exactly when
they told me it was cancer.
There was a moment when I knew –
but when? There was a hint
of something like a bowl of faith, containing
all the answers; all that I would need
to know (like holy water
in a stoup) but mostly
what I knew from then was
plastic cups to hold 200 mil.
Selah
I am not sure exactly when
they gave me the all-clear.
There was a moment when I had to ask
what had been said – and then
a sort of silence.
I was poured out like water
on the ground and soaked away – and so
I am surprised to find
I am still here – and so embrace
this extra time. I drink this cup.
Amen
Included in Poems 3.
Stephen Halliday 