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Three Poems in Tana

1: An Old Transformation

 

Her body

cold

as sea ice

lay before me

broken

by life’s swell.

I remembered

the pull of her currents and tides,

her surging waves and deeps

And I knew

I could no longer navigate

the course

we had set

so long before

As she lay before me

still, pale, cold

I wept:

for ever

becalmed

 

2: Lovers

 

Naked

she lay before me

as I looked down

seeing another flesh

remembering

that lost love

weeping for that old passion.

 

She held me in her arms

quietly

in that hotel room.

 

3: 24 Hours

 

In the dusk

she anointed me with love

In the night

she comforted my tears

In the dawn

she held my sorrow

In the day

she absolved my memories

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Comments

<Deleted User> (19913)

Sun 11th Nov 2018 08:01

This is beautiful Chris

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Douglas MacGowan

Sat 10th Nov 2018 19:48

What a beautiful representation of a person in your life!

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