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Holmewood Park

That afternoon a path
led past a council block
off Brixton Hill to

a triangle of grass
with a flowerbed
and bench.

I stopped,
aware of a tug, a wish
at my chest

and noticed
a sky full of light
that breached the world.

It had no name or voice,
no words, no such
imposition or weightiness.

It was no ‘who’,
and no question
fitted the case.

I sat on the bench
in front of the flowerbed
and basked.

Dharmavadana is poetry editor of the Buddhist arts magazine Urthona ( His own poetry has appeared in the magazines Magma, Smith’s Knoll, Presence and in the anthology The Heart as Origami: Contemporary Buddhist Poets (Rising Fire Press 2005).  He lives in London.