Henri and the Snail

The two of us, alike, you and I.

Creatures both confined.

One to his shell

One to his bed.

Candlelight through a spiral transparency

Cradled so carefully between

Thumb and forefinger of my left hand.

I drew, and drew,


Studied and learned

The essence of form and shape

Abstraction of nature

Growing, unfurling,

Brittle calcium hardening,

Then tumbling,

Green over blue

Finding the centre

My whole world, for a while,

Purified to one movement

One cut

One dance.


3 thoughts on “Henri and the Snail

  1. marnie doble Post author

    Thank you so much for reading and commenting! Soon to be included in my second volume of poetry…


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