This week’s poem, written at a time in my life when I have difficulty answering simple questions like… ‘How are you?’

Contradictions

Surprising to find rivers flowing in both directions,

Rushing downhill to great waters,

But also leaping up-slope – salmon seeking spawning grounds.

Gravity takes all things down,

But energy makes them bounce, occasionally higher and higher,

Until they slip free and rise unhindered upwards.

Time lies heavy and grey as boulders,

Or light as shimmering bubbles floating into sunlight

Capturing rainbows I never knew were there.

Kampala, October 2018