Urgent for sharp stars, believing one kiss
could be storm and haven
for the flinting of verses,
that night she found it proven.
Still your eyes, deep and mutable,
subtly calm and knowing,
steady the tides that lash my shores
in their ebb and flowing.
It is customary to smile at neighbours
and postmen, but to weave
disquieter threads in the fabric
of the grave gaze of love.
Jill Hellyer (1925 –2012) was an Australian poet and writer, and one of the founding members of the Australian Society of Authors.