The Remains of the Day
By Melkur
Love and regret.
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Whispers of Love
This was a runner-up in the 1998 World Mental Health Day poetry competition, held in York. I travelled down from Aberdeen to read it in person.
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Not-We
My fault. I sent you away. My Not-We woman of the world, Such dukkha* as I have brought you I brought upon myself. The dark places of the inside opened When I dreamed alone of the future.
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The Watcher
(For my sister’s unborn child at three months, based on a picture from a scan) Curled as the crescent of half-moon rising, Waking up to the world within the womb,
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