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Pencil

 

A pencil in my hand,

and a page on the table,

ready to —

sketch dreams in soft twilight,

and words ready to take flight.

As the pencil moves —

whispering on the page,

a silent dance and

a quiet stage.

With each mark a word is born,

or a beautiful Artwork that is reborn

 

by Naima Badat

Jessica Traynor- Editor's Note

This is a calming, meditative poem which makes use of soft sounds to bolster its atmosphere of wonder at the creative process. I especially enjoyed the lines ‘sketch dreams in soft twilight/ and words ready to take flight.’ The idea of the pencil ‘whispering’ on the page is also very effective as it suggests both the actual sound of the pencil, and the magical way in which creative ideas arrive, as if out of thin air. My only suggestion might be to look at the use of born and reborn in the last two lines – your rhyme scheme is working so well throughout, but don’t be afraid to break away from it in your final lines if it gives you more freedom in terms of word choice! Beautiful work.