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Bay 3

 

He would come to her mostly at night. Sloping down the long corridors

of white-tiled darkness. The easy smile, soft words.

A touching of hands. Close and quiet; fixed

in their yellow cone beneath the anglepoise.

 

Some nights her eyes were seastorms. A fury of wind

on black waves. A craze of hot, white lightning

against the pale wash of turquoise horizon;

spray droplets, moist on her face.

 

When the fog came down there was nothing;

a translucent haze of grey nothing.

On the blue-sky days he would study the face

for traces of her smile.

 

On the days when her fingertips dimpled the stiff, cotton counterpane

her eyes were cold and clear. Ice floes – and a single trail of footprints,

fading into the distance,

to somewhere far out,

beyond the snowfields.

 

 

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winston plowes

Sun 22nd Jan 2012 09:35

Great one this Anthony. Very tight. Enjoyed. Win

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Lynn Dye

Sat 21st Jan 2012 22:23

Enjoyed this very much, Anthony.

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 20th Jan 2012 08:20

I love this Anthony - and the audio additions are great. (Next time you come to Poetry Mine I'll try to provide a windy night for your sound effects - shouldn't be difficult here in Cornnwall - you can add your own echoing footsteps!)

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Dave Bradley

Thu 19th Jan 2012 23:42

Crafted and compelling, but what is it about? Visiting a woman with dementia, and the struggle to connect with her, maybe?

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Harry O'Neill

Thu 19th Jan 2012 21:05


Just finished commenting on John Keanes fine poem. This could have been written as an answer to it.

(Those footprints in the snow, as a metaphore of absence, are as artistic as anyone would wish)

Lovely sympathetic poem.

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Francine

Thu 19th Jan 2012 21:04

Nice ambiance and a bit of a mystery... I now know what an anglepoise is!

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Isobel

Thu 19th Jan 2012 20:57

I like it. Nice audio that you've taken some time over - very atmospheric and scene setting.

I think you convey very neatly the facets of the personality you are describing. I like the way your verses are carved up into those different mood swings. It flows. x

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