I love going away almost as much as I love coming back
and the new lines of a new place always interest me.
New York seemed to be all lines and I loved it. Loved,
too, the unexpected and always welcome meetings with
people I didn’t know.
LINES
The best lines are those
Drawn freehand.
Lines that sway and swerve,
Dip and curve,
And end
In huge flowers
Or a magician’s hat.
The worst lines are those
Drawn by ruler.
Horizontals,
Verticals,
Diagonals,
Which lie straight as a die
And end
In motorways,
Or, ‘Sorry. No Exit!’
The most exciting lines are those
Drawn by travellers.
Lines that go
Straight
Around
The world,
And end
In meetings
Or new places.
©GWEN GRANT
Poems by Gwen Grant 