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Wednesday
Apr272011

green memory

green memory

paint peels from the window of his pyrenean farmhouse
he is far from home
from spilled ashes

the light turns green and a soft rain falls
so different, reminding him of another life
before car headlights occluded his knowledge
before mountains grew unreasonable

now his wife cycles to the shops
in a polka-dotted raincoat

such things

such things are wrong; he knows this at night
when the wind blows and he remembers

mist

yesterday he saw an old woman
struggling against the weather
and for a moment
he remembered his mother

then he saw the shop front behind her
bright with USA logos on t-shirts
and the moment fled
yet

reflected in the sun-shades
he felt a hint of something else
something unchancy

the roar of battle swirls round his head
the vertigo takes him again

'you should see a doctor'
his wife opines

hundreds of miles away in thought and time
a flock of sheep, hardy against the keening wind
crop grass and remember

llewelyn


Reader Comments (1)

Published in Away Too Long (Leaf Books)

April 30, 2011 at 2:06AM | Registered CommenterCatherine Edmunds
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