AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM

Friday, February 20, 2009

the primeval

 The Primeval  

 

Was it a distant cry of a child I heard?

it evoked an equally remote memory

of another child’s wail.

The body in, the bay is your dad’s.

 

The school yards is empty and cold as

the sea. The bullies have gone home and

the afternoon sun paints unyielding

windows reddish-purple.

 

Don’t go home yet. Your mother cry,

relatives eat shop bought sandwiches,

whispers, I will stay here for a while

and listen to the silence.

   

 

 

 

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