Saturday, 16 February 2013


One of the nicest compliments I receive is from readers who say that as a rule, they don’t like poetry but enjoy reading the blog.

So can we try a little experiment? Please send the blog URL to at least one person you know (especially if they don’t like poetry) and ask them to do the same. Then we’ll see what happens:


This poem was written with a woman in mind whose courage in the face of serious health problems as well as her natural beauty is truly inspiring. She is also a dancer. Oh, she’s not rich or famous, just one of thousands of ‘ordinary’ people who are far from ordinary.

This poem is a villanelle.


Dancer in the gloom
with angel poise
lights up any room

Sunshine in a storm
spreading its rays,
dancer in the gloom

A music all her own
across stone floors
lights up any room

To Penelope’s loom,
her soul she bares,
dancer in the gloom

Like heaven’s broom,
our fears she clears,
lights up any room

Mere flesh and bone,
our joy and tears,
dancer in the gloom
lights up any room

[From: The Third Eye by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2004]

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