Highness

Is this what vertigo feels like?

the altitude of the air she brings into the room

dizzies the crowd to slow rhythmic whispers

and we gravitate towards her

for an oxygen mask or a handshake

 

her coat is the same blue you’d find in the blur

where sky becomes space

her pearls orbit her earlobes like smooth moons

and maybe it’s the free wine

but I swear her hair is a golden nimbus

 

a schoolgirl in a red jumper umbrellas her eyes

with a book she will later write in

how today she saw the galaxy

today she learnt nothing is impossible

today she has a story to tell.

 

This poem was written in response to the recent visit by HRH The Duchess of Cornwall to celebrate the work of the National Literacy Trust. I was honoured to be a guest at the reception.

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