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SQUIRREL |
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Frozen by fear and car headlights You become dependent on me, Interfere in my plans. You have rights: I cannot callously drive over you. I must move you it seems, bodily. Half vexed, half amused, I leave my car Though the lane is lonely And time is pressing. Your heart beats under my hand: Your warmth surprises, reminds me Of kittens and piglets and days on the land. Apologising, Iplace you on a wall Suddenly you find life. Your back arches Then you vanish into dusk. For a moment my city self pauses Envying the wild. All that evening Your heart beats on, under my hand. |
PAULINE KIRK |
from New Hope International New Series #10 Next poem Previous poem |
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