We break through the snow and firn
to the glacial ice below:
ask our children’s names and ages.
I answer the ubiquitous questions:
where I’m from,
how long our family is staying.
Then the expanse,
dry tundra silence.
I attempt to navigate
fill them with the mundane titbits
we all share,
but my unexercised voice
My loneliness bubbles up,
the ice sizzle,
Words arc across the divide
sliding me further away.
Gerry Stewart is a poet, creative writing tutor and editor based in Finland. Her poetry collection Post-Holiday Blues was published by Flambard Press, UK. Her writing blog can be found at http:/thistlewren.blogspot.fi/