Skies Recorded by the Cyanometer
Suzannah Evans
Lavender, delicious, forget-me-not
jazz-note, nautical, electric, sea-ice
atlantic trench, speedwell, recycling bin
facebook, whale, harebell, himalayan snow
earth-from-space, eucalyptus leaf, shadow
willow-pattern, nurse’s scrubs, double denim
sailor’s trousers, salt-and-vinegar, adriatic
braveheart’s face, twilit fjordland, eight-day bruise
cold moorland tarn, freezer buildup, thin ink
cursed sapphire, canal on a bad day, chilled octopus
lost orca, unfeasible purple, wet woodpigeon
pea-souper, sack-bottom, chemical sunset
tarmac puddle, remembrance of blue.
A POETIC PAUSE...
About the author
Suzannah Evans lives in Sheffield and works as a creative
writing teacher and poetry editor. As a teen she had an
obsessive fear of the apocalypse, which has inspired many
of the poems in her collection Near Future (Nine Arches
Press). This poem is about the intriguing, unexpected
colours above us when someone with a poetic, occasionally
doomy disposition measures the ‘blueness’ of the sky.STOP (^) | LOOK (^) | LISTEN