Place to Be
a small, awkward, lovely space -Thomas A. Clark
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Thirty-four Words
Thirty-four Words
I knew you before you
had hairs on your chest, before
they clustered like old men
round a pub table, backs curved;
and though the silence is deep
and hollow,
I know you still.
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