Poetry Shelf Monday poem: Medb Charleton’s ‘THIS NIGHT WILL PASS’




Down the hall, waves slosh at your door.

You’re in there sleeping until nautical dawn,

sugary lips like meadowsweet in its young pink,

cheeks like pear blossoms where summer lingers

and hums with arithmetic bees –

perhaps you are dreaming umbrellas

embellished with yellow bananas,

or pairing bird and flame, lace curtains with river falls

but baby, this night will pass

with its nocturnes, dark leaves and tiny lights,

like everything in entropic flight

you’ll wake to find it has gone away.


Medb Charleton



Medb Charleton grew up in Sligo, Ireland. She did an MA in Creative writing at the IIML in Wellington and since has published poems in Landfall, Sport, JAAM and online.



Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s