Rotating Fan
written by: Julian Matthews
I guess you are not into spin
It’s rotation and pivot action
that turns you on
It’s a kind of meditation – even contemplative
First this way Stop
Then that way Stop
Back and forth with soldier-like regularity
A syncing brass player in a marching band
You are a moving instrument orchestrating
the air
The word for it is oscillate, from the Latin oscillare
which means “to swing” — but you’re no swinger
You are a go-go-getter, caged on a wall,
gyrating to your own rhythm,
the music in your head-
wind sublime
Unlike a pendulum that tells time, your tick tock
clockwork motion is what brings the chill factor
to every room, rendering us all
cooler than we seem
Julian Matthews is a mixed-race minority poet and writer from Malaysia, published in Spillwords Press, The American Journal of Poetry, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Live Encounters and New Verse News, among other journals and anthologies. He stumbled upon a creative writing workshop by accident. That happy accident has turned into a rabid compulsion. He is still extricating himself from the crash.
Latest posts by Julian Matthews (see all)
- Ashtray - November 11, 2025
- Rotating Fan - July 28, 2025
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