These are linked poems created week by week for a year, inspired by the book No Choice But To Follow, and the poets therein who did it first.

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

May #4

Suits Her Just Fine

Pleasure is now
a mug of cocoa, 
an Anzac biscuit
and a fine book to read.

Well, it always was —
but she remembers too
shopping at night in Khatmandu,
or meeting that shaman in Cusco.

She remembers lovers, 
their beautiful faces
and questing minds,
including the three she married.

And oh, she remembers loss,
hands that she held
as their owners died ...
the emptiness of dead bodies.

Now her elderly cat
comes every night
to lie beside her
on the wide bed.

The bed is warm.
The cat purrs.
Pain in muscle and bone
subsides.

— Rosemary Nissen-Wade

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