Tony Beyer

New Plymouth based poet Tony Beyer has written many fine poems. He deserves to have more in the literary canon. This one I consider a gem of a love poem. The hands that wait to embrace him have also created a lovely garden.

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the gate latch
kisses apart at my touch
and the garden
flows towards me

so many
human hours
devoted
to the ground
as work and art

an arrangement
for the still voice
saying over
what belongs
because it is here.

and barely
visible in the
stirred silence
of the porch shadow
the hands

that patterned this
rest in each
other’s warmth
waiting to
open to greet me.