Wednesday, 5 April 2017

From protest to memory

Day 5 NaPoWriMo


i.m. Tim Garland 1955-1979

The morning you spent on deck with the crew
then came running to tell us we’d be having
flying fish that night for dinner and Dad
said they were only being kind to you because
it was your sixth birthday.

The morning you didn’t believe me I said
there had been an earth-quake. The picture on the wall
had tilted in its frame. In the night ...

Tim and buffalo calf
Clearwater Bay, Hong Kong
c. 1961
There's both more work to be done on this, and there is more of the poem I haven't posted here.

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