Longlisted Poem 2015

Linsey Rimmer

Royal Wootton Bassett Academy, Wiltshire


Look at this line, you say,
tracing the crease of my hand,
look where history has crafted your fate.
These, that have dictated your form,
are the same to have seen empires rise and fall.
These have been Alexander’s conquering construction,
book bound in Alexandria’s wordly seduction.
These are the beauty of marble and stone,
carved then crumbled from Pompeii to Rome.
These, you say, are the only real examples of infinity.
Look at this line, you say,
forefinger brushing along canvas nerves,
look where your genes have predicted your fortune.
All biological life, you recite, is formed
through the basic functional and structural units of adorned
cells. If there is only so much energy in the universe,
you philosophise — a finite material of galaxy to traverse —
who’s to say we aren’t the reborn breathing matter
of legendary kings, fighters, lovers,
of suns and stars, and infinity.
Look at this line, you say,
closing your fingers around my skin,
look at me, telling you your future.
These cells have run through the veins
of a thousand souls, lingering in the untold
energies, until finding you, here,
to trace beneath these scars;
an omen of blood, and folds in skin.
This line, you say, means you will be rich.
This line, you say, means you will live forever.

© Linsey Rimmer

Project Details

  • Date May 26, 2015
  • Tags 2015 Cells - Longlisted Poems