Colin Dardis

Colin Dardis is a poet, editor and arts coordinator from Northern Ireland. His work has been published widely throughout Ireland, the UK and the US. He was one of Eyewear’s Best New British and Irish Poets in 2016, and was recently shortlisted in the Seamus Heaney Award for New Writing 2018. the x of y, his debut full-length collection, is available from Eyewear Publishing.

 

 

 

 

 

Poor Child

To sleep is divine,

to think of sleep is a prayer.

 

Sleep is a person kneeling

before an unlit church candle.

 

I fall asleep on a cog, feel its jerk

moving in time with the city.

 

Sleep is an oversized melon

that can’t fit into your fridge.

 

A tick to rouse my slumber,

a tock to rock my lullabies.

 

Sleep is the moon waiting

to reflect light from your earth.

 

A sweat of bedsheets across me

as hours are roped in by dearth of light.

 

Sleep is locking yourself out

of the house of mirrors.

 

No one cries themselves

to sleep in the real world.

 

Sleep is an unsent letter

that can’t afford a stamp.

 

The idyll of the fairy-tale

is woven to give us sweet dreams.

 

Sleep is a house on fire

at the height of drought season.

 

So sleep now, sleep like a child,

and do not question the dark.

 

Sleep is the impossible dream.

 

© 2018 Colin Dardis