I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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18 April 2011

Dear Beth

I’m afraid to phone!
It’s been so long.
What if you’ve moved,
what if you’re dead?
What if you’ve got dementia
and don’t remember me?
What if you’re annoyed
that I haven’t been in touch?

Perhaps I’ll leave it ... but
I long to hear your voice.



Day 14 - Someone you've drifted away from
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4 comments:

  1. Pearl19 April 2011 at 00:13

    What if she'll die next week and doing it now will be in the nick of time?

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade19 April 2011 at 08:50

    Oh Pearl, what a thought! And a good one, at that.

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  3. Ainslie_MG22 April 2011 at 12:51

    I love reading your poetry. It gives me something to look forward to. I have missed my literary delights since finishing my lit class ay uni. More please!

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade22 April 2011 at 14:16

    Oh Ainslie, how delightful to be told that! Thank you.

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